Letter to Laura George

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will come to those who wait. I have been waiting

ere itching. My blood rushed through my

nd my head felt as thoug

were my aller

ergic to

im sit before me, looking like money itself. Stepping into a fancy restaurant with t

even better than his words in that letter. The

lights. The colour of his eyes almost matching his blue tie. His height, almost comp

ostrils, making it almost impossible for me to smell the seafood in my meal. His gentle touc

seemed like the right perso

I li

rom hardship was a lot more tha

behind me and I sto

y eyes seemed like they were about to pop out of their sockets and if I do not

hould

calling for a few glances from peopl

bus wouldn't arrive un

y rubbing my itchy skin, I looked back at him through the windshie

I said to myself as I turned

d began to roll down my cheeks wh

truth about everything and how much I hated seafood. How much I hated the smell and its taste and how bad it reacts on my sk

ffled back my tears before wiping my face then I stared

m as he had instructed. "I have no idea what I did wrong to mess it all up but I promise I did mean to.

cheeks again. I wasn't only feeling the

't do

Laura. Something I doubt you notice yourself, something so special, so unique that it's there but you still haven't figured it out. Something about you just attracts me. It crazy and I think I'm losing my mind. I do not even have the courage to these things

s way with words, so I ended the call without any closur

saw the good in me but then, I had no idea if those w

he driver as I got to my place, pay

kitchen drawer, searching through t

a large gulp of tap water to push

y reflection of me. My thoughts went bac

nothing but sweet and honest towards me and what have

drowning myself in my tears, crying out loud. I cried

a situation to even lie at first. I wish..." I was interrupted by the stomping sou

only by the stomping sound by my new

I have had noone come over to my place. I mean, I have noone to come over

my feet. I wiped the tears off my face

gain and I flung

e in my stance with my bre

im. He f

the door to his face

ding look on his face and I rol

nd gave way for

.. you didn't pick my calls and I w

you!" I

ha

ng wrong, okay? I jus

nd he held my wrist. I looked down at

ut the shirt and tie on, he looks extremely sexy and if I wasn

meeting you that night was a mistake; my mistake. Tell me you never want to see me or have anything to

uld have told him I wasn't the lady he wanted to see and right now,

ed to

ha

od. It's not

feet and his hand dr

hought until the words r

ldn't have made yo

looking down at my face

sorry!" I thought and that gave way fo

cheeks and tucked the stran

and closer, closer his head leaned forwar