Sunday, July 16

To That Special Someone Last Summer

There are 82 letters in here and they're all addressed to you. I wrote them all this summer; one a day but I never send them because I was afraid. I was afraid of getting my heart broken again, like before. 'Cause it hurt me so bad. I was afraid to be vulernable. And then I was afraid of you and the was you make me feel. And I know that it dosen't matter now after what I did but I just thought that you should know that this is how I spend my summer... wanting you. I was just too scared to admit it.