Dear You Know Who,
"...One nite of touching', two nites of hugging, three nites of trust. One nite of love..."
-After 7
I know it's been a long time, but anyway.I met this guy, and I may be in "L.O.V.E."Go figure huh! I did say maybe. He's nineteen and he works at some store called "WEIDMANS." His dad is a pastor. He plays the bass guitar. He cute and thangs. The more I think about him, the more I think I like him. I may just be desperate and lonely. I really wish you were here because I need someone to talk to. Well, I wrote him a letter. He said he would write me. Maybe I am pushing him. I didn;t say anything in my letter that would show him that I liked him. I am so inexperienced at this. My life has been so sheltered. I was raised like I was raised, anyway, you can't change the past. Well, I have to go now.
Love ya!
Mary |
