Dear Alice,
A best friend. It's tragic, but they are real. "Who is it?"
Her. Her her her her her her. Disapproval would arise. A kiss on the cheek and linked arms. Leaving me wanting for more. Straight. Friendship ruined. It will have to do. Hormones. But, loose authentic smiles. Shy girl gone wild. Eyes shining bright with any light. Glasses given a whole new look. Talking and talking. Books and stuff. An angelic voice speaking so proudly. There keeping me together. Comfort in the dark. Perfection.
-Hopeful Romantic
CITEȘTI
Letters to the Wind
AlteleA series of letter written to no one in particular, maybe someone who will listen.
