(guess who's back from the dead :))
Dear Marisol,
Summer has been very melancholy. I spend my days riding my bike, while spending the nights at Jaeden's house. The other day I was riding my bike, and passed by your house. I looked up and saw you and your sisters silhouette dancing around your room. I laughed to myself. I remember the days when you'd blow me off because you had to babysit your sister. I would come over despite your arguing saying that I should be spending my weekends with people my age. I would argue that you were my age. You would give in and we would all sit on your bed and watch finding nemo and dance to the soundtrack of Despicable Me. I hated listening to that, but you wouldn't give in due to your obsession with Pharrell. I miss those days. I sit and wait for the day that we can resume our fun traditions and relive our greatest memories made together.
- Wyatt Oleff
YOU ARE READING
letters i never sent; wyatt oleff
Storie brevia series of letters between two ex-best friends that were never sent.
