Dear Emerson,
You started talking to her again and you began ignoring me too. I miss you a lot. When are you going to come back to your senses?
-Katrina
Dear Emerson,
You started talking to her again and you began ignoring me too. I miss you a lot. When are you going to come back to your senses?
-Katrina
❝ if I knew that i'd end up with you then I would've been pretended we were together. ❞ She stares at me, all the air in my lungs stuck in my throat.
I'm making sure i'm not wasting
one...