Dear Blue,
I got an a in English today. I had to write about a memory, and I wrote about you. I know the things I write are boring and cliche as shit, but I really am trying. I'm writing a story with my sister, Jordan, and maybe I'll share the blurb with you? I thought you might like that idea, you always used to like my ideas.
Love always,
Emmy.
The rain trickles slowly down the the window, dancing with the thunder and running from the lightning. I wish to join the rain on it's journey, but like I've said to Blue before, no one wants me.
YOU ARE READING
Dear Blue
JugendliteraturDear stranger, do you remember me? I know you don't, but it's nice to dream. These days no one notices me, but I like that. It's sweet thinking that someone cared once, and I'm glad you tried, but I'm not worth the effort, am I stranger? Love always...
