dear iris,
i called your house today.
luckily your mom was home.
oh how relieved she sounded after i told her it was me.
vanished was the word she used on my travelling.
every day you look for me, is it true?
you bet i hope it was, i do the same actually.
one month iris, i’ll be back after so.
up till then, i’ll gain the courage to send you these, i promise.
YOU ARE READING
first letters
Nouvelles[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]
