Dear Louis,
It was the last day of high school. And I knew that it meant not seeing you again.
So why did it hurt?
I cried so hard when I knew that I would never see you again. And for your information, I never cry in public so you should feel special.
I'd see people crying and hugging one another because they'd miss their friends. But there I was, crying over you. And obviously, my friends thought that I was crying over them but they thought wrong.
Of all the people in the world, I fell in love with you. But why you?
Why couldn't I fall in love with someone who would never break my heart? I was only a friend to you and it was supposed to remain that way.
I'd be lying if I said that I didn't want you to like me back because I sure wished for it every single day.
But my dear Louis, even if it hurt like hell, let me tell you this: I'm glad that you were the very first person to ever break my heart.
Love,
Summer
YOU ARE READING
For Him
Krótkie OpowiadaniaShe wanted to tell him everything but she was too afraid to say something. That's when she decided to write letters that she kept inside a box hidden underneath her bed.
