Dear Grey,
I never had the chance to talk to you.
Even if we were partners on one of our subjects that we have shared classes.
My mouth was sewn by questions
and I think yours too but the difference is that it was sewn by pure anger.
i could actually sense that just even looking at your grumpy face I could only see when you're around me.
-g.b
YOU ARE READING
Hidden Letters
Short Storyin which a girl writes letters to her ex-boyfriend, trying to pick up the pieces of her shattered heart.
