mr. heartbreaker,

it's dark and i think that's the time i think of you best. i can imagine you better without the lights on and the images flash behind my eyes like a silly romcom movie. the crickets outside my window don't stop, and still all i can think of is you when really i should figure a way to kill them. the thoughts or crickets, i'm not sure.

i know your name is heartbreaker, but could you just once be mine without the breaking?

love,
me.

(you know who it is.)


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mr. acquaintance,

now i know you, you're even more incandescent then you were before. i fear i might lose my head one day when we're talking and you'll look at me and say that i'm useless, that you've done better and oh, how stupid you were for making nice with me.

it's summer, mr. acquaintance, the season of heat, of new things, the season where you find me.
start looking. (i'll give you a hint.)

love,
me.


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mr. in-between,

we don't talk, not that i don't want to, you avoid me. skittering past me in the halls and all i can do is watch you run away over my shoulder. sometimes i think you like me, but then i tell myself that you're too good for me, you never see me. i think i'll waste away if you don't ever see me, waste away til i'm nothing but skin and bones. you would like that wouldn't you? then you would never have to avoid anyone.

sometimes i hate you, but not right now. not right now.

love,
me.

(i'm always here.)


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mr. mutual-feelings,

i'm on top of the world! further! i'm flying, i swear. i'm flying and these wings are made of your confession. i remember everything, the especial humidity, your flyaway hair, and definitely the way your lips moved as you told me. oh, you told me! you said you loved me and i couldn't be happier. aren't you happier now? doesn't the sun rise and set against us? this heat must be getting to me, i'm pretty sure it was you. and you meant it.

stay with me, you're happy right?

love,
me.

(something more meaningful then 'girlfriend'.)


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mr. five-years-passed,

we're still happier than ever, happier than pure liquid sunshine, cliche as it is. all i could have ever asked for is you, and i believe that some divine power has granted me you. i love the way your hands touch mine, exploring and trailing words. i love the way your hugs feel like you're wrapped around me, and you always hug tighter. i love the way you brush my hair, softly, like it was the last time you'd ever do it. i especially love the way you love me back, and i'm full knowing it's true.

oh, this is forever, i can feel it in my bones. in my veins, thrumming along with my heartbeat. like electricity.
i bet you can feel it too.

love,
me.

(you know who it is.)