hey carlo
hey misty, you alright?
you sound a bit.. upset
im sorry i didn't make it to the game
misty! im so sorry, i forgot
i heard you did amazing]
you could say that
so, how's it going?
meh
im not doing too well,
though i guess you don't care,
you probably don't even read these
i do
it's hard to believe this is only my fourth
letter, and i'm already thinking..
you know, i can't believe this is the 4th either,
i love you writing to me,
it gives me something to look forward to-
wait, thinking what?
im thinking to stop
what? no.. no no no
i mean, you don't read these,
and if you do,
you don't reply,
which probably means you don't care,
so why use my time on this?
because i like these letters!
i just- i cant reply, misty..
i wish you could understand..
so, i guess this is farewell,
what? No! Misty, just, please understand
oh! and by the way,
i have a nose ring.. it's blue, and a peace sign
i will find you, misty
just incase, you know
you read these and decide you want to get to know me
i do
so, yeah.. we're in the same grade,
by the way
really?
yeah, so uhm.. maybe i'll see you soon?
we're in the same class, is what i mean
..
oh dear, why did i just write that?
now there's no hiding myself
exactly
whatever, i'm not going to erase it
seems you didn't..
i'll see you soon, misty..
don't doubt it
well, bye carlo.. i guess.. maybe forever, maybe for now
certainly for now
bye
bye, for a bit
YOU ARE READING
dear him
Teen Fictiona story about a girl who writes, and another who doesn't reply
