*sigh*
6:28 p.m.

Prince Charming,

here i am, all alone, and you are at work. i would be with you if i wasn't such a coward. but you don't understand. you got angry at me for beingjealous of her because i said that she gets to spend more time with you than i do. that's why i'm writing this here. because you don't understand. you don't know what it's like to lay with your face against one of my shirts, absorbing the smell of me and missing me so bad it hurts. but that is what i'm doing.

i know you say you would tell me if she flirted with you or anything, but knowing doesn't ease my worried heart. it's not that i don't trust you. i am just scared. like always.

Cinderella

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