(January 7th)

Dear Reader,

I know what love is.

It is not the butterflies you feel the first time you kiss a girl. It is not sex, or even watching your favorite show.

It is the pain you feel in your whole body, when everything falls apart. When they died, I found out what love is. I will never forget it.

A distraction, finally.

Dad took me out driving. I was too nervous and he got frustrated. He yelled. I know he didn't mean to. Especially when I started to cry. I've never cried in front of him. Not like this.

He touched my shoulder. He cared.

Yours Truly,

Green Genes

AN: sorry this one's so short. i thought of it while lying in bed. :) next one i promise will be longer than the others.