To whoever you are, wherever you may be.
I'm sorry. Sorry I never bothered to look outside the box. I am one of those kinds of people who is incredibly self-absorbed. I'll admit that. I'll also admit it is probably the source of my great sense of self-esteem and self-image.
I love you, by the way. I only care about people with every inch of my soul, so it's easily decided that I'll love you until...well, forever. I'm kind of pathetic like that but I really don't care. I stopped caring about my flaws. Well I don't care about them, that is until someone points them out.. So don't.
I'm not willing to make sacrifices. I'm stubborn. I'm a slob. and over-analytical to a really bad degree. But that can be good, sometimes, I hope, for your sake.
I have this notion of love in my head that probably just won't fit with real life. That's why I'm writing this letter to you. Stupid, I know. It's just my luck that I end up hung up on everyone I ever meet. Bad bad luck. So whoever you are, where ever you may be... come find me?
Soon?
Sincerely,
Yours truly,
the love of your life
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