"I found the note you left me about this time last year, asking if I'd ever consider dating you." I told him with a small smile ghosting across my lips as we sat in his truck, "We were different people then. We've changed and grown since then. We are no longer the same kids who met in that guitar room. But my answer is still yes. And I'd like to think it always will be."
- something i'd like to tell him.
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Unsent Letters.
Short StoryA handful of letters that will never quite get to its intended recipient. NO COPYRIGHT INTENDED.
