January 2010
4 posts
Hey babe, I’m sorry we have to get a divorce. I know that seems like an odd way to start a love letter but let me explain: It’s not you, and it sure as hell isn’t me. It’s just human beings don’t love as well as insects do. I love you… far too much to let what we have be ruined by the failings of our species. I saw the way you looked at the waiter last night. I...
There are so many things that could happen. I can see them in my head and they all include me and you.
Ask me anything. →
I can still feel who we always were, and I don’t care how you take your eggs now or how you like your coffee.