letters of love
Dear Everett,
I have something to tell you— something I've been holding close to my heart ever since I met you. I've waited, and waited, and waited, and I've decided that now is the time. I need to get this off my chest, and, in a way, I need to get over you. I really do. The only way to do that is if I admit this secret to you.
I'm in love with you.
You probably already knew because of how I act around you. My cheeks tint red and I'm always flustered. I also try to be around you as much as possible, wanting you to notice me the way I notice you. I crave everything about you: your smell, your touch, the way your face scrunches up in excitement when you talk about football, golf, and your mom.
I can't help it, I really can't.
When I first met you, we used to always use a metaphor to describe each other, do you remember? And do you remember when I told you I didn't feel like making up metaphors anymore because I was tired of the repetition? I lied. I wasn't tired because we kept using metaphors, I was tired of always looking at you and feeling like I couldn't tell you the truth. Because, to me, you are a sunny, Sunday morning in a little village in northern Italy, and I am nothing but the soil you walk on, and I wish...I just wish I was more. I wish I was the peach orchards in the backyard of a family-owned café, or the clear blue rivers next to the gravel roads in the said little village in northern Italy. But I am none of those things, and I never will be. You're you, and I'm...me.
I hope you understand that I truly do not want to feel this way about you. This feeling, it grew onto me. I thought it was just a weird phase— an attraction at the least, but I realized it was something more. Every time I look at you, I feel my heart beat twice as fast, and my legs start to hum.
I want you.
I want you in the most innocent way possible because I'm in love with you, and I don't know why. I'm sorry.
With everything,
Luna
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Teen Fictionjust random story ideas, thoughts, poems, and scenes that I would like to add into a story, but never will :)
