Dear Jake,
In all the dark places, I see a light that shines
Nowhere else does this glimmer shine
It's different from the stars, the sun, and the constellations
It's a light that, although not physically bright,
Is bright within
And that light is named
Jake Gregory
Love,
Your Poetic Kennedy
YOU ARE READING
fifty unsent letters
Krótkie OpowiadaniaWARNING: This book was written when I was 11 and 12 years old so ignore all the mistakes and cringe-ness LOL Kennedy is in love. And by in love, I mean "in love." With a guy she's never even met. Yet for some reason he's caught her eye, and she has...
