heart
6:55 p.m.

lover,

my confidence betrays me when you are near. i can feel my heart hurry, not as a symbol of love, but a response to excitement. my heart pumps my body full of life. and it seems that every bit of life in me wants you. the symbol lives.

i wish you felt it too. do you? you might. please look past it all and see me for who i am. though i desire to be a cookie cutter...i am not. i don't know if you have the goodness in you. are you even worth the extra pitter patter of my heart? should i be daring? should i be regal? should i should i should i?

signed,

hopeful

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