anonymous ; short story/s.m.

s i x t e e n

dear, my love,

we're never promised tomorrow, or today even. your trip here ended too soon and went by too fast. i miss you. i miss your kisses, and your cuddles, but most of all i miss you. i miss the laughs we shared and i'm tempted to pack up and come home just to be with you forever.

how did we end up here? two crazy kids who drifted apart, now are in love. how'd that happen?

it's crazy how this world works, isn't it?

it's currently february, 2nd as i'm writing this to you, you've been gone three days and i'm finding it hard to go day by day without waking up next to you. i'm going to do my absolute best to come see you soon.. that is if you don't come see me first.

you're my everything.

i'll see you soon my love - juliet.