Midnight Letters
Some words are easier to write beneath the stars.
Dear You, π€
I was having a perfectly normal day... and then you crossed my mind. πΈ
Now I'm blaming you for distracting me from being productive. π
I hope you're happy with that. β¨
Dear You, π
I'd like to file a complaint. π€
Every time I hear a good song, my brain somehow decides it should remind me of someone. πΆπ
It's becoming suspicious. π€¨
Please explain yourself. π
Dear You, πΌ
You smile too easily. π
The problem is... it's strangely contagious. β¨
People should probably be warned before talking to you. π€
Just saying. π
Dear You, π
The night is unfair.
It becomes too quiet. π
And somehow, quiet places have a habit of reminding me of interesting people. π
We should blame the stars. β
Dear You, π
After careful research... π§
I've discovered that conversations become much shorter when they end...
and much longer inside my head afterwards. πβ¨
Science is weird. π€·π»ββοΈ
Dear You,
You know what's funny? π
Some people leave memories. πΈ
Some people leave habits.
Like smiling randomly because something reminded you of them. ππΈ
No names mentioned. π€β¨
Dear You,
If someone randomly smiles while looking at their phone... π±π
Don't assume they're reading something funny.
Sometimes it's just a certain person's message. π
That's all I'm saying. π€
Dear You, π
There isn't really a reason for this letter.
I just thought the night felt a little incomplete without writing something. βπ»β¨
Funny how that works. π
Dear You, π€
If these little letters made you smile even once... π
Mission accomplished. π
If they made you wonder who they're about... π
Well...
Some mysteries are nicer when they're left unsolved. πβ¨