Dear Love,

  Dear love,

   When can I love? Who will I love? I want to feel love, not from family, not from friends. The love of a husband, the love of a partner. For now, though, I would be happy with the love of a boyfriend. Such longing feels my heart, feels my body, my soul. To snuggle up to a boy and feel his arms around my shoulder, would be so nice. To be able to tell him anything, tell him about my life, my heart-ache, would be so nice. Why do people misinterpret love? Do they not know? Love, thank you for giving me love, even if I have not loved a boy, thank you.

 

                                                                                                              Your Lovely,

                                                                                                                                      Freakie

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