7/27/14
Dear boy who I love,
I'm going to act as a fictional character because, that's how writers work, correct? They mask their emotions behind fantasies and alternate realties where things go their way. It's not as if you don't know who I am, its just, I don't want to reveal the awful truth. I don't want to live up to my reality.
You work as my other half, boy who I love. With that, you know how I feel with just the look of a glance in my eyes. Almost as if my emotions are written all over my body.
Boy who I love, my scars are forever on my body as marks of a dark period. Sometimes they scream at me. But, I've gone crazy before. I try to hide my emotions as well as I can. I don't think it's working.
I'll write soon.
Love,
The girl who makes you think

YOU ARE READING
The boy with the blue eyes
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