Dear ____________abananaxwho3playsxwith3myxpiana,
Aint life a bitch. Since the day i have met you, i have known you to be the most compelling, intelligent, sexy, crazy bitch in the world. You lick your lips and drive me wild. You are in my face every day, and i am as transparent to you as the sky. No one can see through me, but you.....and boy do you torture me. You know i cant have you, yet you play with my emotions, fawn and gaffaw, chuckle, poke, berate, and bat eyes with the best of them. You little devil you.
And i hate every moment of it. Because i cant have you, i wont have you, i will never get you. Damned those oceans...........that separate us. Yet in my head, in my eyes, you are there when i wake, and when i sleep. No dream has woke me up in the middle of the night in a cold sweat until last week when i dreampt of our closeness. Fuck. The torture of being near you, but being so far from you chips at my sanity day by day. Damnit juliet, you are the east and i, the setting sun.
Trouble is, i dont like people much. I Dont meet people that interest me, nor provoke my intellect or my loins.....but you......a burning ember of lust and love that sticks in my side, flaming on despite it all. How am i supposed to deal with the every day vision of you when i can never have you? How do i move on from something that remains day by day, in my sight?
I can only hope for you, the happiness that you have given to me.
Smile on, pass it on....