Heavy music blasted into his ears as Matt sat alone in his room as he was sitting on his bed and scribbling into his notebook.
His room was small with dark grey walls and it had one small window, which barely managed to allow light to pass through. Aside from a desk and wardrobe, his room was all but barren.
He stopped scribbling and took off his headphones as he glanced towards his desk and spotted the pink envelope.
"That letter-. I probably should open it shouldn't I?"
He stood up and opened the envelope, noticing how even the inside smelled like strawberries.
Have you ever thought about the word "love"?
I have thought about it day and night,
since the day I met you.
Since the day the sky opened up
and the angels whispered my name
and your name, too.
Since I couldn't fall
