Day 3: 10/25/16

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She's my princess. I'm very proud to say those words. I wish I could tell every single person I meet that she is my princess. Sadly, I can't, and when people don't know that she is my princess, and try to take her from me, I get upset. I love her, and when you're loved one is trying to get taken from you, you're destined to be a little angry, right? I know when she reads this eventually, she will know exactly who I'm talking about. But I let it go. Sometimes.

When I call her my princess, I say it with pride. I'm glad to call her mine, I'm glad that I'm the only one who gets her. I always tell her that I can't imagine me being with anyone else, and I lie a little when I say that. I could imagine a life with someone else, but it wouldn't feel near as good and right as it does with her. So I chose not to, to avoid that gross and disgusting feeling. 

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