dear iris,
i met someone today.
like you, she’s very smart and bubbly.
other than that, you’re much prettier and lovelier.
vous êtes beau, was what she first told me.
even if i don’t know what it means, i just nod at her.
you should translate that for me when you get here.
only if i send you these letters with the ticket i bought you.
unless i lose my fear of rejection, i’ll do that.
YOU ARE READING
first letters
Historia Corta[prequel to twenty six letters] ❝your words are the rope that keeps me alive❞ story in which a girl and a boy refuses to send their letters to each other in fear. [spiritual #58/ short story #200]
