8:53 a.m
Dear Louis,
Remember the day you told me you loved me? I hope you do.
I remember the day perfectly.
It was rainy and I decided to draw. I wasn't very good at drawing and I'm still not very good, but yet you thought my drawings were amazing and I could make some serious money off of them. I was dressed in some old flannel shirt of yours, my hair was threw up in a messy bun a bandana serving as a head band to help with the fly aways.
I was working on a black and white drawing of a us hugging. Your arms wrapped around my waist mine wrapped around your neck, my face buried in the crook of your neck. We were holding on so tight none of us wanting to let go. I was working on the shading of your shirt when I felt your lips kiss my temple, I gasped in surprise, I didn't even know you were there.
I scolded you for scaring me but couldn't hide the smile on my face. I stood up facing you and watched as you intertwined our fingers together, I smiled stared into your sea green eyes. You stared back as if you were fascinated me.
"I love you." You told me sincerity clear in your voice made me feel like I one the lottery 10x. I told you the words that I have wanted to say since the beginning.
"I love you Lou." I tell you sincerely. You smile and pulled me close your lips crashing down onto mine, the kiss filled with passion and love.
I will and always love you Lou for as long as I live.
love,
your ella
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