Letter 1
Please allow me to send these hopeless letters, to you.
You know.
I have never, thought, I would, fall in love, with you, not since, that day. Ice cream melting across the horizon creating colored stains in the twilight of my sight.
Everything is so old and worn.
I am a dress, flowing, fluttering, wrapped around the person I loved before I knew how to love.
Have I ever said that?
Until now, I-
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