dear B,
by you reading this I'm assuming you're gone. either moved away or you've been gone for a long time. and I hope when you're reading this that we're on good terms. because my home is your home. and when you're home you're with me. and I love when we are together. and want to know something? I love you. and I love being with you. and I love your presence and I love how whenever I'm with you I strive to be a better person. so when you come home I want to go to all of our favorite places. I want to go to the park and the beach. I want to go dirt biking because we never got to do that. but my gosh I know I want to see your face. with your freckles, green eyes, and crazy curly hair. and when you come home if we are on good terms, if we aren't I'll still try to make it work, we will go to all of your favorite places. and we can sit under or in a tree and talk about anything your heart desires. because I want you home B. I know I do.
love,
Hayes.
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Maybe This Time // Hayes Grier
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