Leave it to you to make me feel bad about something you did. Only you, Reed Marlowe.
Excuses were all I got from you. I knew that. Excuses that made no sense. "I thought you hated me". You never even asked.
It wasn't any excuse that made me end up forgiving you. It was the way you made me feel so bad. The way you made me want to hold tight and never ever let go of you.
That was what led me astray all along. You made me need you like air, like water. Somehow, you made yourself into my everything, and I let you be my everything.
Alexa Green
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letters to the boy who never cared
Teen FictionAlexa Greene has never had a boyfriend, not for real. So Reed Marlowe liking her seems amazing. Surreal. Kind of too good to be true. Is it?
