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Dear Andrew,
It's me.
I know you're not a freak.
Or insane. Or a creep.
Cause I'm in love too.
I've fallen in love with you through your words.
I've felt my heart clench and turn reading your words. My breath has been taken away every time I find a new note stuffed secretly in my bag.
I wait for your letters very impatiently. I pray each day that they'll be a new one. Even if it was just to simply say hi.
You've made me feel like no one else has.
I love you.
I love you too.
I love you Andrew.
I'll never tire of saying that. I hope you never tire of saying that to me.
You have no idea how I felt when you said you would come out of hiding. I can't explain the overpowering emotions that surrounded me as I read those words.
Then when I read your name.
Time stood still.
I'll meet you at the bridge. I wouldn't miss it for the world.
I hate heels. I wear sneakers.
So Andrew?
I've fallen head over converses for you too.
Love,
Amanda.✏ [ T H E E N D ] ✏
If you're reading this, thank you.
I love you.
Now goodbye.
~Meg
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Head Over Converses
Romance«I don't wear heels. I'm a guy. I wear converses. But girl, you sure have them flying over my head.» [ C O M P L E T E D ✔ ] Top Ranks: short story #116 [current perf cover by endoverend]