letters to you

letter six.

letter six.

lane

lane i feel sick.
i told myself i'd keep your name to myself, far away from my letters.
but i also told myself i'd keep my letters to myself,
yet i just walked back from the post office where i sent my letters to you.

lane i feel sick.

oh

oh.

dear you,
dear lane,
god lane i feel so sick.

i just threw up.

you don't even know it's me, necessarily.

honestly,
with all the girls you talk to, i'm probably easily lost in the sea of them.

but still.

lane.

lane lane lane.

god, your name's strange.
like a car lane.

lane.

-me

because even though your name was revealed, doesn't mean mine shall.

//

a/n

soooo, you found out his name,

what do think?

i swear if i don't have a snow day tomorrow i'll be so so angry i'll punch someone

vote & comment if you think i deserve it :)

anyone out on the roads tonight, be safe and have a good night.