I Wanted To Talk To Someone. But

Can We Try To Be Wise With Each Other For A Very Long Time?

The Handwriting Was A Girl’s. I Mean, You Can Tell. That Enchanted Cursive.

I Wanted To Talk To Someone. But Who? It’s Moments Like This, When You Need Someone The Most, That Your World Seems Smallest.

I'm Thinking I Would Like To Dance In The Rain With This Person. I Would Like To Lie Next To Him In The Dark And Watch Him Breathe And Watch Him Sleep And Wonder What He's Dreaming About And Not Get An Inferiority Complex If The Dreams Aren't About Me.

Somewhere Between A Friend And Acquaintance—a Frequaintance, As It Were.