Monthly Archives: April 2017

I thought Valeria liked me the way she touched her hair leaning in when we talked but she was in a foreign land and I was only there for a day or five and I figured if it was meant … Continue reading →

You’re a lot more obvious than you think you are. When you think you’re sneaking around the block everyone can see you. When you think you’re stealing a glance at the girl you like she’s actually posing for you. When … Continue reading →

I’m real sorry about all the yelling. It wasn’t what I meant to do. I am trying to both a more peaceful person and a less delusional one. The fact that I just spent so much time and effort hollering … Continue reading →

If you weren’t fictional I’d be incredible angry. I’d want to kill you if I hadn’t just made you up. If you were anything more than a construct of my imagination I’d probably be looking into ways I could sue … Continue reading →

At the end of the evening I want to say something other than “goodnight.” I want to tell you how I really feel. I want to say something that is absolutely real. Unfortunately, I’m not sure I even know what … Continue reading →

Though you didn’t mean to when we last spoke you provided me a reading list of the many articles I’d need to understand you. With those books under my belt I will have found the means with which to get … Continue reading →

We are made of mistakes: your father’s broken condom my parents’ broken marriage. A sprain, a heartbreak, an error in accounting that left me forced into a college I hadn’t planned. Our meetings and methods are all based on accidents … Continue reading →

Hey, all right. I thought it was time I give you one last chance to go out with me. This is the final offer; after this I’m done. I’ll quit pursuing you. It’s just tiring, all the rejections, and it’s … Continue reading →

When I was cruel I said things that I know I shouldn’t have. I used words with you so often that were offensive and aggressive. I didn’t mean to be mean but I couldn’t find any other way to be … Continue reading →

I am not good at saying “I love you.” I believe it is the kind of phrase that is overused and underproven but that’s not where my troubles end. It is hard for me to let the words to come … Continue reading →