anonymous ; short story/s.m.

t h i r t e e n

dear, shawn,

i found out why i wasn't getting your letters, my mom paid off the kid that gave everyone their mail. she told him that if any letters came from you, to send them back because she didn't want for me to have anything to do with you.

i'm not exactly sure why, i haven't gotten the courage to ask her yet, but i'm really sorry. i never knew. i should've texted you back, i should've told you i was leaving; i don't know why i didn't.

anyways, by the time you get this i'll probably be back in new york, or at least headed to the airport. i'm just dropping it off at your place so unless you open the door when i'm standing there, i won't see you for a while.

if i remember correctly, you took a gap year, so good luck with whatever you're doing over these next few months.

i hope you find someone who makes you as happy as i know you can make them.

you deserve the world.

see you one day - juliet.