dear nora,
remember that night, freshman year, at homecoming?
rick, your boyfriend at the time, cheated on you.
right in front of you.
you ran away for the first time that night.
out of town, somewhere on the outskirts. you came back in the morning, torn dress and all. everyone was worried.
you wouldn't say where you'd gone. when i asked what you did, you refused to speak.
i don't cry, you told me.
and i believed you.
love
atlas
YOU ARE READING
winterstorm
Teen Fictionshe was my winter-storm, and i will never forget the everlasting hail she used to destroy our love.
