dear quinten,
on tuesday, you were on the bleachers with your best friend, peter feldon.
laughing together at some joke annie sheen said to you guys when she passed by.
i watched you as you tilt your head back, a large smile etched on your plump lips. the roaring of laughter emits from your voice. making music to my ears.
it was a beautiful sight.
wonderful even.
YOU ARE READING
from me. [unrequited part 1]
Short Storyi can touch your hand but never your heart. || lower case intended 07/25/15