dear ivo,
i once read that there was no such thing as love. that if there was love, no one would get hurt and leave. i guess everyone i've loved has left. dad, mum, you, ty did leave but then he came with a stronger friendship.
i don't know. maybe there is no such thing as love. that we only think that we're in love but in reality, it's just a really big crush. and maybe that's what i have. just a really big crush on you, ivo.
but i've seen true love. the way dad looked at mum years ago. the way he sung her to sleep. the way he dropped everything just because mum - who was in labour with ray - wanted a banana. maybe true love does really exist. but it's so rare that no one sees it. it's so rare that even the smallest thing can dent it and make you doubt. make you doubt that you just have a crush on that person and it will never be enough.
and now that school is over, and i don't see you anymore, i feel more attracted to you. i guess i didn't fall out of love but rather into love. and i really hope you feel the same way.
truly,
teddy
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truly, teddy ✔️ [unedited]
Teen Fictionalbert einstein once asked a question that sometimes makes me hazy: "am I or the others crazy?" [lowercase intended] [completed] . loosely based off of past experiences . . all rights reserved copyright @ unbirthdays 2014