Dear Sir,
So, I saw you once playing basketball and my fragile heart just couldn't seem to handle how awesome it was to watch you playing the sport. I remembered I started calling you Rukawa, because you kind of looked like the character from the Japanese anime, Slam Dunk. From then on, I started to gaze out the window at the back of the school to look for you. You didn't know it but I was watching you every time I could.
I wish I was somebody in your life so that you could me see me cheering you on and maybe appreciate it. But even so, I'd still keep on cheering you on even now. Not physically since were miles apart, but through my prayers.
Love,
Rosie.
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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.
