dear olivia,
i took tessa out to dinner at a formal restaurant. she had a fun time dressing up by when it came to me she said i could of done better. i guess she's right i don't own a suit. well i do but that was reserved for dates with you. the last time i wore it was your funeral olivia. i buried it in that back of my closet after that. i wore a grey button up and dress pants. i had a tie on that was on the floor of my dads closet and ugly ass penny loafer type shoes that tessa bought me. but, i pretend i like them.
theo
YOU ARE READING
dear olivia
Romancethis is the journal of a boy who lost the love of his life {short chapters}
