Listening to: Two-Headed Boy - Neutral Milk Hotel.
Mood: Tired.
- Dear you,
You make me tremendously happy when I thought that no one else could. To be honest, I never thought we'd end up together. At all. But I'm happy we did. I'm trying not to make a big deal out if it like I used to in relationships. I'm pretty sure some of my friends don't even know I have a boyfriend. But I remember that we talked about that, and it's okay. It's nice to be keeping things to myself for once. I could get used to this.
And I could certainly get used to you. Don't change. You're incredibly sweet. And probably the most caring person I've ever been with. I just worry I'll turn out to be too much for you like I always tend to be. Here's to hoping, dear. - Dear you,
I miss you. I feel like I need to see you sometime soon. But I don't know if you'll even read this.
I read your tumblr. And sometimes I get paranoid that the letters are about me. I never know what you think anymore. I don't know if I can trust you. But I certainly want you around. That is, if you're okay with that.
Sometimes I think you'd rather I just go away. - Dear you,
You really do make a difference. Honestly. You're the only one that really helps. I'm thankful for you every day. I love you.
And yeah, I'm still a bit jealous. Okay, very jealous. It unnerves me a bit how similar she and I are. And even more that you don't seem to notice. But hey, it'll all be okay in the end, no matter what. I promise you that. And I've never broken a promise to you. - Dear Amanda,
I would not be alive without you.
I would not be the person I am without you.
I would have learned ukulele if not for you.
I would not be blogging if not for you.
And I know so many other people who owe you like I do.
When I get my ampersand, you're the first person I'm showing.
I hope you smile. - Dear you,
Get fucked. I did nothing wrong. Have fun being miserable for the rest of your life. - Dear you,
I know you'll be reading this. You might not know it's you I'm talking about. If you need to ask, ask.
You are so lovely. So incredibly lovely, and it surprises me a bit that you even wanted to talk to me. I'm so glad you did though. You have no idea how nice it is to get an email out of the blue from someone telling you they love your blog and they love you.
I want to show you wonderful things, music and movies and places I adore. I want to hug you. I want to have tea parties with you and be your best friend.
I'm seeing you a week from today and I am incredibly excited. - Dear you,
When will the tyre swing be fixed for good? You're making me hurt again. - Dear you,
It hurts me that there's so much anger around you right now. People should just go away. It's none of their business. You are such an amazing person and such a good friend. I don't know what I'd do without you. I'll always remember you being there for the best day of my life. Every time I see you my heart lifts and I know I'll have a good time. Even when we're just sitting in your house watching the AFP dvd and listening to Idioteque and fangirling over how good it is. You are one of the best friends I've ever had and I know that's a bit ridiculous, but you are. I love you so much. And I'm glad you're finally getting some meat on your bones. - Dear you, in fact, dear all of you,
You are so accepting and so wonderful. I can't wait to see you all again. Thank you for being so amazing to the new girl. - Dear you,
Some days I still want to call you up and say 'Strawberry Clouds' and hope you'll understand how I'm feeling. I miss you more than you could ever know, my dearest. I wish I could make you happy. I'll keep trying.
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