I was begging you to stay with me. Begging you not to leave. Begging you to live up to the dream I made you out to be.
All that time, you hadn't been listening. I'd been pleading with no one.
I wanted, so badly, for you to give me reason to believe in you. It was all I wanted: an excuse to love someone that didn't love me back.
I pleaded for you to be who I wanted you to be, but you couldn't hear. You'd stopped listening forever ago.
Maybe you'd never started.
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?