II.
To: Someone
Second letter. I have so much to say (i mean, write hahaha) today, I already planned them last night before going to bed. Uhm, actually if I can't survive my operation this coming Wednesday I'll be unable to help you remember who I am. So I thought of helping you through this letter.
Like I said on my first letter, I'm Lisa. As far as I can remember we met on high school, I mean like we're batchmates. You're this type of guy who's usually quiet but when you're comfortable with the person you're talking to, you'll start losing out your sillyness. I first saw you on lunch time, you were sitting on a bench talking with friends and I couldn't help myself but to look at you while smiling. Okay, I admit it you're hella attractive. But the funny thing here is that I waited behind the mahogany tree just to wait for your friends to leave so after they leave, I'll get a chance to introduce myself. Uh- make friends, something like that no other fishy or salty meanings.
After a few minutes they left, I walked straight towards you and yes, I was so nervous that time. Did I mention that you're also intimidating? If no, well now you know.
You were about to leave at that moment but you stopped when I greeted you, "Good afternoon." I'm not actually expecting you to greet me back but yeah, you did. I asked you to be my friend and it really surprised me when you said, "Yes." Can't actually think of how lucky I was hahaha.
That's how you became my friend. I guess you may now recall few memories, eh? Don't worry, I think I need to try harder or should I say narrate harder?
Lisa.
YOU ARE READING
ten last letters to someone
Short Storylost in my prison-may my words reach the strings of your heart.