[july 24th, 2015]
dear blue,
it's sad how you seem to be enjoying the company of another girl other than mine. it hurts, you know that? it's also very sad how i chose to stay, to wait for you, when my friends told me not to and that you are not worth my time.
that i would never have a chance with you.
that i never would gain your love.
but you are worth my time, blue. maybe i would have a chance with you if i just stay, wait. hold on. and maybe i will gain your love after all.
miracles happen, don't they?
maybe our love will be a miracle, blue.
why did i say all that?
because i believe. i still have an ounce of hope and faith in me and despite its size, it's what it is and it's what's making me convince myself to stay a little longer in this world. because i believe that an "us" may actually happen.
please don't keep me waiting for too long.
YOU ARE READING
Blue
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