title: beach of confessions 🤠
they were littered up and down the beach like well worn seashells. little bottle full of little scraps of letters, some more whole than others, scrawled with promises and love that were given to people who did not deserve them. she stood at the shore clutching her own little bottle to her chest, hoping that her words were enough to turn dream into reality. that he would meet her on the beach of confessions and he would love her like her heart loved him.
except he never came.
and her love was just another seashell on the beach.
an angsty love story where a girl tries to confess her love on a beach but the only one to hear her was the sand.
send me a made-up fic title and i’ll tell you what i would write to go with it
