Dear You.
They arranged for your funeral. I couldn't stand it. I didn't want to accept it, I couldn't accept it.
But I had to say my last goodbyes.
No.
This isn't goodbye.
I'll see you soon.
Love,
Me
YOU ARE READING
| Dear You |
Teen FictionIn which a girl expresses her feelings through a series of post its, to a boy who will never read them.
