December 21, 2015 00:40
It is midnight and it is you who I think about. It's pretty weird actually. I do not and never liked to have these feelings towards you but I kept on falling.
It hurts but then again, I do not have the right to tell you for I am just but your close friend.
December 24, 2015 7:54
It is sad how I miss you too much even though we are talking everyday. Yes, I am very happy talking to you but I feel like, as if, there is something missing.
December 25, 2015 16:42
You are her? It is sad but, sure, okay. As long as you are happy.
Happy Christmas, love.
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Letters I'll Never Send
No Ficciónthere will always be thoughts that will remain unsaid; thoughts that will be published here instead.
