My love,
It has always been rough through the years with you, breaking my heart every other month, but I will always love you through it all.
I've been thinking about this upcoming Valentine's day lately. Maybe we could do something together? I know you're still mad after that other night, but I still want to hold your hand and feel your warmth against me again.
The way you towered over me in the halls around campus.
The way you smile at me when you're with your friends.
The way you hate the smallest things.
And through it all, I still love you and you still love me, right? Even when I'm a bitch on the worst days.
It may be a little late by the time this gets to you, but I hope that one day, we can go out on our dream date, going to the beach like we planned to.
We would leave early, getting to the hotel room that we both saved up for around 8 in the morning. We would take our time, because it would be our weekend with each other. You would get into your swim trunks and I would get into my one-piece swimsuit, heading out before noon. We would get to the beach and just be children, laughing and fighting as if we were back in 6th grade.
After the fun in the sun, we would go to the town and spend lunch together, talking and fighting like the couple we were. We would go to the hotel and relax, watching some kids cartoons as I would play with your hair.
That would be our weekend. Just you and me with no worries. That's all.
But that won't happen...
You never liked the beach until I said I did, then you started to like what I had liked, shared what I had shared, even loved what I had loved... But it's not the same without you here.
-Snow
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