my box #2
8:37 p.m.

i found out what your name is. it was a little bit after i wrote this unsent letter to u. a friend of mine had a class with u and she was talking to u about an assignment. i listened intently to every word that u spoke, and secretly watched those lips move so smoothly. they hypnotized me. ur name fits u perfectly. alicia. unique, sexy, it runs off the tip of my tongue like melted ice cream. yum. and u seem so intelligent. the way u manipulate words, even in a simple conversation as the one i eavesdropped on. i could feel u looking at me too, but i was hoping it wasn't because u were thinking what was wrong with me because i kept staring at u. i just cannot help myself.

and today i saw u twice. as i was driving into the parking lot i saw u in a car with ur parent...u were asleep in the passenger seat. with just that quick glance i had such a yearning, a craving, to know u. u looked so content, so peaceful. i wanted to touch ur cheek and sweep aside ur hair and put it behind ur ears like u always do. i wished that i could wake up to that face. and later on today i passed u in the halls. u always look so busy, stressed even. and those eyes, i can never tell what ur thinking or feeling with those eyes. they're so dark and full. it almost looked as if u were sad, or about to cry, and i almost instinctly said "are u ok?" but i held back. because u have no idea who i am. u have no idea. i'm trapped in my box.

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