Not Meant To Be
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Dernière publication dim., mai 8, 2022
And just as she stands up ready to leave, her journal the one she'd been writing into, I suppose, falls from her unzipped bag but she doesn't notice. Standing up, I try calling her only to find her already gone.
I look down at the random page that had opened, and bend to pick it up;
#16
"Dear Logan
letter nber 16, huh!?
I can't help but feel a little pathetic when ever I write letters to you that you won't even ever read.
but what can I do? They are the only ways I feel like I'm actually talking to you but I don't know what I'd do or how I'd feel,
if you ever found out..."
Oh Chloe, I just did...
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