Lovely young lady

You forget that you’re young

You forget that twenty years happens three times in a long life

I wish you wanted a long life

Wish I could put my hands on your head and take those thoughts away

I want to give you a hug

And slap you across your face

The sun is beautiful

And we are here

And it is a miracle

And there’s so much more to see than him

Than him

I get stuck on him

I just switched looked up phased out and lost myself in him

And switched back and came to write you some more letters.

But there’s more than him

And he is beautiful and perfect and thus entirely out of reach for anyone but those of his explicit choosing

Just because reality is a bitch doesn’t mean you have to hate it

I love it in spite of it

I’ll love it stubbornly because no one seems to love it

I wish I could find you and answer

I wish I was more than I am so I could help you

Beautiful young lady

You’re on my thoughts too.

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