Dear Blondie,
I'm falling for you.
Your eyes, your smile, your laugh, your charm.
I met you while I was hanging out with one of our mutual friend, let's call him M. We were going in the jacuzzi. You were hardcore flirting with me, and I was flirting back.
You look amazing without a shirt. Like really really amazing.
I don't think M appreciated that. He had feelings for me, I think.. I never knew when it came to him.
I had just dumped the guy I was with, a few hours prior and I didn't want to mention it since both you and M were friends with him.
I sorta had feelings for M, but that seemed to be going nowhere. So I gave up on that.
M ended up sending me a message basically saying we couldn't vibe anymore. My ex was giving him shit, but he didn't know he was my ex at the time. He thought we were still together.
You knew. I told you.
But enough about that, so you ended up getting my snapchat from M and we started talking. We talked about anything and everything. Hopes, dreams, future, fears. It was great.
Sincerely,
The photographer
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Words I've Never Spoken
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