Dear you,
So I guess I'm writing to you again, even though I don't know why. I listened to song today. Technically our old song. Since you hate me. Yesterday I forgot to tell you I cried for the first real time even though you left 4 months ago. Why don't you come back. I'm thinking of inviting your best friend to the movies this weekend and maybe you'll tag along. I hope you do since it'll be a scary movie so that way I can hide under your arms like old times. We used to so close. Also my mom keeps asking where you are, how your doing, and when she can finally meet you. I told her the same thing I tell everybody else I don't know we're not friends anymore. Well I guess I spilled to much out to you. Until good morrow my good sir.
love,
a girl who wants to hide in your arms
