My dear Ulysses,
The war's been such a disturb.
I am not able to send you any letters because they won't allow maidens out of their houses.
I am really bored these days.
Tell me how it is in your town.
It's been a while since i've been there.
I'll come back when the war is all over.
-Wilma ♡
YOU ARE READING
Feather Kisses
RandomHe was far away. His letters always stay. In a small box under my bed. In a big space inside my head. Her words repeat itself. I hide her letters in the shelf. I could smell her perfume from the envelope, She is my only hope. A long distance story. ...
