Dear Sir,
So, you moved to another school since you're starting high school. That meant no more school bus rides with you. No more teasing you and my bestfriend. No more stealing glances whenever I passed by the room where you are at. No more hoping I'd run to you in the hallways. No more watching by the window whenever you play basketball. No more you in this school. No more you.
I knew it's not the end yet. Somehow, our lives will cross paths again. And I can't wait for that to happen.
Love,
Rosie
YOU ARE READING
The Belletrist
ChickLitBelletrist: one who writes belle letters. Letters for HIM. #21 in #LONGTIMECRUSH -05/07/22 #453 in CHICKLIT -6/15/17 Formerly: PUTTING INTO WORDS Photo used as cover not mine and credit is due to its owner.
