Dear ____, (#5)

Dear Rose, I’ve started and stopped so many times, but your inability to see the obvious forces me to do the obvious.  I love how you can martyr yourself on a cross of your own making.  You know, the first time I saw you, I thought how you can wear the weight of the world... Continue Reading →

Dear _____, (#4)

Dear ____, I don’t think I could have built a higher pedestal if I tried.  Perpetually, you sit above; inherently, always looking down.  At some point, I became convinced that love was not a gift I was to receive.  As if I was always on the naughty list, checked twice, and receiving coal instead of... Continue Reading →

Dear ____, (#3)

Dear ____, Most days I do not know what I wish for most – that I never met you, or that I could steal my heart back from the icicles you call fingers.  Your smile melted me into a pool of yes, despite my brain screaming no.  For all the lies I have told myself,... Continue Reading →

Dear ____, (#1)

Dear ____, I hope you do not mind my letter, but I thought it was important to send.  I heard a song that made me think of you.  Well, you told me about the song, so it always makes me think about you.  Sometimes, I wonder if I will ever hear music and not think... Continue Reading →

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