Girl troubles, need i say more?
I woke up today knowing that it was all going to be okay. Last night, when you told me what happened with him, I understood. He was there, I wasn’t. I knew at that moment, what had been clouded by the murky waters of high school pettiness, had now been made clear.
What I thought was infatuation was really something more. I guess it’s too late now. So, here are some letters:letters that will never be received nor appreciated. “No strings” turned into a web of tangled rope, and here I am trying to sort this through.
Thanks to these letters, I woke up today knowing that it was all going to be okay. You and I may have died, but these will live on, forever sorting, looping, and freeing our web of tangled rope.