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I love you! And I don’t know how to tell you that I love you Is the problem that we’re having here The thing is you don’t even realize How much I love you And you won’t unless I make you realize
my legs feel frail again (oh am i wilting?) i don’t know if i’ve skipped to the end or rewound to the beginning unsteady i betray myself almost done, can’t sway not this time this time
Dearest executioner, In our last correspondence You asked me “what I think” Of what? Of everything Of the assorted unfortunate occurrences That led me to this predicament.
Dear Alicia, Remember when life seemed so simple?
My balloons never really had a name or a purpose,
I see that day now,it’s gold-sunlight kissedwith apple crisp air on my lips.Tart laughter stained our cheeks,and our eyes glittered,feasting, on the velveteensincerity of each other.
Dear Pencil Sharpener, I once was a painter. An artist with beautiful abstract art under her name,
To whomsoever that it may concern: I write this as a spirit looking back, Back, back, to you, and hope that you may learn
You show me who I am And more importantly who I’m not. You show me what I don’t have More often than what I’ve got.
Dear empty bottle of Elmer’s Glue, You are finally empty. I have had one bottle of Elmer’s Glue since I first purchased a bottle for kindergarten,
Dearest Jon, I'm back. Once again I remember your face and long for your touch when my mind s i n k s to the depths reserved for sleep depreived nights.
Dear Ryan, I know we haven't talked in a while But I miss seeing you. We used to hang out all the time But I haven't seen you in what seems like forever. We used to do everything together
Dear Me, You gotta stay strong. Keep your dreams going. Keep your blood flowing. You'll make it I swear. You just gotta stay there. Work up your courage.
incoming message from: depression it seems i lose all ability to see clearly when it comes to you.
Dear Grandmother, If only I could be as courgeous as you Struggling from all the things You had to go through Fighting through the bad life brings Each wrinkle on your skin The gray in your hair