Dear God,
Cody's pissing me off.
He keeps stealing kisses.
Whenever I try to talk he kisses me.
When I confronted him about it,
He told me he was making up for lost time.
He said that he could've kissed me a lot earlier than he did.
He didn't say what we were both thinking.
That he was kissing me so much because he wouldn't get the chance later in life.
When he left, I cried.
Because I would miss kissing him.
Love,
Peyton
ESTÁS LEYENDO
Letters from Peyton
Teen FictionPeyton has no family. Her parents died in a car crash, her grandparents died a while ago and she's an only child. She's been to at least fifteen funerals in her lifetime, for family but now she only has one more funeral to go to. Her own.
