Dear Sir,
I was ten when we moved to the city and got into the same school as you. I saw you and my young heart started to tug at the sight of your handsome face. I knew then that you will be my crush for the days to follow. It didn't help when I found out you were one of the campus crushes...more competition for that matter.
I learned your name and found it unique. I knew right then that this name, as it rolls in my tongue, will be remembered forever.
Will you ever notice someone as plain as me?
Love,
Rosie.
YOU ARE READING
The Belletrist
ChickLitBelletrist: one who writes belle letters. Letters for HIM. #21 in #LONGTIMECRUSH -05/07/22 #453 in CHICKLIT -6/15/17 Formerly: PUTTING INTO WORDS Photo used as cover not mine and credit is due to its owner.
