dear____,
February. I am trying think of what it means. What it meant for us. February means that the summer is drawing closer to us. I am full of hopes that we will see each other. Because if we don’t, any time after summer will be too late. And we would lose each other indefinitely.
But other than this, February also means it is getting warmer each day and I am a little bit closer to becoming a semi-adult. I wish I could be a child again, because dreaming of becoming an adult is way more fun than dreaming of becoming a child again. Because you know the first will happen eventually, while the latter won’t.
Dreams are meant to come true. I wish you never told me that.
Oscar Wilde
