Dear, Troye
Hi... I have no idea where to start or what I'm actually doing, to be honest. I guess I should probably start when we first met, then go all way up until whatever day I'm writing this,
Well then... it all started in the second week of 5th grade when you came up to me and asked why I'm sitting on the swings by myself. I answered with something like "Well, it's because I have no friends" and I remember you just laughed at me and said "Well not anymore, you now have one friend!".
You even got off your swing to push me and I almost kicked you in the face too so sorry about that. But then, that's when you said "I'll be your friend until the very end!" that was the beginning of our long and beautiful friendship.
Yours forever more,
Gwen❤
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Dear, Troye
RomanceDear, Troye I love you. I'm gone now. Don't give up. Yours forever more, Gwen❤ (Editing)
