Hi,
So I was reading The Selection Series again and I cannot help but drift my thoughts to you. I remembered being like America where I used to surreptitiously look at you whenever you are not looking (when we are together, I mean). I hope you never did notice though, although I think you did.
You really are the Maxon I never had. You and him have some similarities — you both are amazingly admirable, wise, accountable, a gentleman, and a man with words. I am in awe. There are times that I may have imagined that I could be America who was just uncertain of what she felt and you are Maxon who is very certain and sure that America's the one for her. The vice versa though.
I really want to see you before we leave. Should I do something about it? Or never mind?
I hope you are having a wonderful night and I do hope that you are taking good care of yourself, my prince.
YOU ARE READING
Letters I'll Never Send
Non-Fictionthere will always be thoughts that will remain unsaid; thoughts that will be published here instead.
