June 5, 2013
Dear Luke,
I was the ocean and you were just a boy who loved the waves but was completely terrified to swim.
It's funny how things changed so quickly.
You said you loved me and I believed you.
You tore me apart in the most beautiful but ugly ways.
How would you like to be the one that's broken?
I still love you,
Emma
YOU ARE READING
letters ♚ l.h
Novela Juvenil❝one day, whether you are 14, 28, or 65, you will stumble upon someone who will start a fire in you that cannot die. however, the saddest, most awful truth you will ever come to find... is they are not always with whom we spend our lives.❞
