Six Years, Next Year

9 0 0
                                    

Dear Future Lover,                                                                                                               May 8th, 2020

         So, about a year ago, Jonah and I got back together and we stopped fighting. I trust him again, which is quite surprising, considering everything he's done. It's my fifth year being with him, and it started when we were, what, thirteen? I'm so proud of that. You have no idea... I'm sorry if you're not him and you don't like listening to this, but as of now, it's true. I can't breathe without him, y'know? We're going out on a date next year for our anniversary. To commemorate both that we're finally of legal age and that we'd been together for six years. I'm really excited... I hope everything goes well... We're going to the fanciest place we've got around here. Unless, of course, he decides to take me somewhere else. He could always do that; he's got a car now, after all. Everything's moving along quite smoothly. I really hope that you love me as much as he does for now. And maybe someday, it'll be him reading these. Who knows?

Love,

Angel <3                                                                    

Dear Future LoverWhere stories live. Discover now