May 24
Dear Marcus,
Friday nights, do you remember those? You always would walk over to my house after school, then we would make pizzas and watch TV. That's what we did every week. Now it's just a distant memory.
You have your big football championship tomorrow. I wish I could go, but Hunter is forcing me to go to his game instead. He said that if I didn't go he'd...you know what? Never mind, you probably don't care at all. Nevertheless, I still love you. I will forever.
Love,
Kelsea
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Letters To Kelsea
FanfictionYou're all I think about. Memories of us giggling and laughing flash through my head, reminding me of the best days of my life. You were my everything, now I'm your nothing.
