Dear Louis,
I heard that you broke up with Sofia. Some say that it was a really bad break up but how would I know? I never talked to you again.
A part of me thanked all the gods above because you deserved it. Even if you didn't.
You made me believe that you liked me because all the signs pointed to yes. But I guess it was all just a product of my imagination.
I remember when I had to talk to you again for a project in English but it was so hard to. Good thing, my friend was there with me.
I tried making eye contact but I just couldn't look at those eyes that were now all too foreign to me. It was like talking to a complete stranger.
But when I would try to make eye contact, you'd already be looking at me and I couldn't help but feel my heart skip a beat.
It was a feeling that was too familiar to be forgotten.
From,
Summer
YOU ARE READING
For Him
Historia CortaShe 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.
