dear you,
i got scared today.
i spent an entire hour and a half with you. i was sitting next to you for the longest time.
but somehow i managed to freak myself out.
you kept talking to the person on the opposite side of you, and i thought you were gonna ignore me for the rest of the hour.
i tried to block it out. i kept my focus on my work, but it wasn't as effective as i thought it would be.
i really wish it wasn't this way.
sincerely, me.
YOU ARE READING
letters to you.
Short Story"so say it to them, or say it to yourself in the mirror. say it in a letter you'll never send, or in a book millions might read someday..." i decided to do a bit of both.
