dear aaron:
9:40 p.m.

Sometimes, you say things to me, and you can't see my body, but I melt for you. And sometimes, you say things to me, and my entire body shakes with tears. Sometimes I think I love you too much, but someone told me that it isn't possible. That, if too much of a good thing is bad, then it wasn't good to begin with. And I know this is good.

I just wanted you to know, that I am scared of what's going to happen in the next couple months, when you leave for the city.

"Just kiss me before you go." -std

I wish you'd stay forever

:yours truly, X

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