January 25/10 - 10:11 p.m.

Dearest Boy,

I assume you'll never read this. You've never been a fan of my writing when it concerns you, I don't blame you. Must hurt you to watch my words twist you into literature, and then shove cruel meaning between the easy line's you're confined to. I'm sorry for that.

Though I must admit, you were a major setback in my life, I've moved on. It took me a book and a sequel to get over you, might I add the sequels are rarely as good as the first thought. I'm just glad you've found someone who's okay with who you are without them being exactly like you. I'm assuming our problem is we have to much in common. I bet you already thought that scenario through, didn't you.

If you are reading this, by the way, I'd like to take a second to tell you that I hope you've made the biggest mistake of your life. I really hope, that one day you wake up and run after me, just so I'll sleep well knowing I was right all along. To late though, darling. It's much to late for romance, I've retired from bliss.

So I guess all we have for now is our wonderful friendship, the one that's already proved to fail us a few times, but we'll make it through I'm sure. We're both strong people, we're both passionate, but then again we're both equally bizarre, for lack of a better word. The issue's we both have may be a problem but I figure we could always help each other through. Who else is really going to take the time?

Maybe the future holds something exciting to pass the time, but for now I take great pride in the writing you'll never read, and the glances you'll never catch, and the smirk you'll never see (there's one across my face as I write this). Coincidence is dead, fate is the new God, and purple is the new green... or it should be.

So this was nice, we should do this again sometime, or not. I'd rather not waste another keystroke on the matter. I guess this is a suited ending to the dramatics we both thought would never end. Get well soon love, smile... and shave your face.

With All My (Mended) Heart,
Lauren