[bigbutchmistie]

Dear:

What do I say to you here that I havent said on the other sites. Countless nights have passed. I have sat at this very table and penned my thoughts and feelings for you. I have the copies in a shoe box in my closet. I wonder if I will ever be able to hand them to you in real life. Some days Im like a lil kid at the thought that you exist. Other days reality strikes me and I realize you are just a mirage.

So the letters sit up in my closet in the shoe box. Growing dust. Somedays I just wanna throw them away. I dont know what makes me leave them up there. But there they will sit. Until I get the nerve to throw them away.

Me