Hello dear Writer,

I still remember the way he saw me, the way our hearts thumped, and that moment when our lips were just inches apart. But alas, you never made us kiss.

I hate you dear Writer, I hate you.

It feels horrible to let my string dangle in your hands. But I guess that's my fate. I've no right to script my future. I'm  just meant to be a character of someone else's story.

But u do hope you make us kiss in the next scene.

Yours lovingly,
A character of your story