To the boy who sent me the flowers,
the boy who supports me wholeheartedly,
he who defends me and protects me,
who cares, and looks out for me.
To the boy who listens to every word I say,
and remembers it too,
to that boy, I have something to say.I know that you love me,
and you think I'm worth betting for,
despite knowing you'll lose,
because there is no connection.
And there can be no relationship
without a mutual feeling,
on both sides.People always say,
that having lots of boys chase you,
means you're worthy of an award.
But it's the total opposite.
Because while it's breaking their heart,
it's breaking yours too.
YOU ARE READING
Unsent Letters.
Short StoryA handful of letters that will never quite get to its intended recipient. NO COPYRIGHT INTENDED.