hey kira,
I hate planes.
They make me sick.
Especially their food.
Seriously, this shit is called food?
I wish you were here with dark chocolate.
I'm nearly there. Just a couple more minutes.
Well, a couple more minutes until off this fucking plane.
Then I'll be there.
I'll get to see you, with your smile and infectious laugh.
Your perfect hair and your skin's soft glow.
You, that's all I want.
YOU ARE READING
hey kira
Short StoryI'm not letting this go, kira You admitted it, now it's my turn. I'm coming to find you, no matter what it takes. ----- Brooks likes Kira. Kira likes Brooks. He only found out that second part as he was about to leave. For another state. It kil...
