.eleventh letter
Taylor,
I remember those times when you just wanted to have fun but I always decline your requests.
When you told me you just wanted to go to the playground and sit on the swing but I told you the whole thing will just be boring.
But when we went and tried, that’s when I finally realized why people love small talks.
We talked about almost everything.
Not only about us, but also about how life goes on. About how the world wouldn’t stop spinning if someone leaves you; about how parents treat each of us differently; about how you just wanted to watch the waves of the ocean instead of actually swimming into it. And many more.
And that’s when I finally decided to call you every night and just talk with you.
-Matt
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Honey Bee
Short Story//in which a guy tries to move on by writing unsent letters to a girl he used to love dearly.//