Dear Grey,
I stalked you on Twitter.
and yes my instict's right.
you are definitely happy.
But then a tweet hit me more painful than Zeus' lighting bolt -
i love and hate someone. WHELP!
i hate how she'd moved on.
i hate how she'd made me like this.
but i still love her.
But ok, i don't want to assume that's me because it's one week long and maybe one of your fling hit you so hard.
yeah maybe that's right, i just assumed.
i'll never be that one because in the first place,
I still haven't move on with you, Grey.
I still don't.
-g.b
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Hidden Letters
Short Storyin which a girl writes letters to her ex-boyfriend, trying to pick up the pieces of her shattered heart.
