dear quinten,
you're probably wondering why i'm writing this to you. when clearly before i was so against this things of writing words into literate justice.
i think i mentioned that to you before. (when i was talking to lydia whilst i was behind you in the cafeteria line)
but you won't know that.
it's weird, i know. people we know would've called it something out of a stalker's book. but i promise you, it isn't like that.
it isn't.
i just want you to understand. that's all.
YOU ARE READING
from me. [unrequited part 1]
Short Storyi can touch your hand but never your heart. || lower case intended 07/25/15