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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