Queen of my letters

WINTER

"I'm looking forward to tell you who I am" I finish to read the letter. 

I can't stop smiling. This is finally happening. 

I need to go shopping and buy my dress, because I wasn't planning to go to prom. 

I have to find a colour that matches with his suit, and shoes, and a new hairdresser, and new make-up. Oh my god, this shit is happening. I'm going to prom with the person I love. 

My phone rings and I chech my message:

MY SECRET ADMIRER:

I hope you've read the letter. 

I would have love to see your beautiful smile while you were reading it.