dear, opal
i hand picked the thorns from white roses today,
i did it because i wanted to show you how sorry i was
even though I know whatever I say won't bring you back
I'm still sorry
but then i remembered that you liked red roses.
love, charlie
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love, charlie
Teen Fiction❝in which a grieving teen sends letters to his passed girlfriend, in hopes that one day she will understand how sorry he is❞ All Rights Reserved to vvinsome, 2014. ©
