dear Owen,
when my eyes first
laid upon your blonde
curly hair my heart
stopped, my brain
fell apart from a shortage
i knew i had to have you
i know it sounds crazy
but i just had to have a
chance with you
a chance to be happy
a chance to be loved
a chance to be wanted
just one chance to be
me
lily
YOU ARE READING
Old jeans
Short StoryPoetry. And Letters. Prose. "You know when old jeans no longer have that new feeling and you hate them? Just like old love." - Lily Lily is a girl that has her heart crushed like throwing away your favorite jeans. These are love letters that he nev...
