No one reads this anyways, i use it as my archives.
Dear Chris Yager,
It has come to my attention that you are a cool guy. In this recent effort to discover a pathway to your heart, i have derived an essay. It was about 2 weeks ago, when i first saw you. There you were standing in your short sleeve shirt, and shorts. It puzzled me. Who is this man? says I. No one answered. To my attention came a thought, could this be who i think it is? Allison's brother. I said yes, yes it is. I quickly got up and said hi to you. It was a real subtle hi, but i knew we both meant it. It was at the beach where we walked for hours, and swam in the ocean. I remember your cigarette glowing in the warm summer night. You drove me home, and from the look in your eyes i was frightened. I was lost with the thought that maybe you dont like me the way i like you. Maybe i was living a lie inside my head, where everything seemed so apethetic and jaded. To this rememberance i write this letter. Everything seems so confusing now. The distance between me and you is a mystery of dark lines, and deep curves. I dont know which way i'm headed, or which way i'll go. I wouldnt think of this as a desperate attempt for you to like me. Not as a stalker trying to get closer to the person in which he sees. More of a truece, a pact, a treaty, a constitution, a revalation, or even more like a revolution. A revolution on canvas. Ink so deep that you cant dig it out with a knife. With this declaration i shake your hand. I bid farewell to arms. I make a mark on this day. The day that Chris and Aj could sit in the same section of the bus, drink from the same water fountain, and even go to the same school. With this in mind, i ask you. Will you be my friend?
love,
AJ
It has come to my attention that you are a cool guy. In this recent effort to discover a pathway to your heart, i have derived an essay. It was about 2 weeks ago, when i first saw you. There you were standing in your short sleeve shirt, and shorts. It puzzled me. Who is this man? says I. No one answered. To my attention came a thought, could this be who i think it is? Allison's brother. I said yes, yes it is. I quickly got up and said hi to you. It was a real subtle hi, but i knew we both meant it. It was at the beach where we walked for hours, and swam in the ocean. I remember your cigarette glowing in the warm summer night. You drove me home, and from the look in your eyes i was frightened. I was lost with the thought that maybe you dont like me the way i like you. Maybe i was living a lie inside my head, where everything seemed so apethetic and jaded. To this rememberance i write this letter. Everything seems so confusing now. The distance between me and you is a mystery of dark lines, and deep curves. I dont know which way i'm headed, or which way i'll go. I wouldnt think of this as a desperate attempt for you to like me. Not as a stalker trying to get closer to the person in which he sees. More of a truece, a pact, a treaty, a constitution, a revalation, or even more like a revolution. A revolution on canvas. Ink so deep that you cant dig it out with a knife. With this declaration i shake your hand. I bid farewell to arms. I make a mark on this day. The day that Chris and Aj could sit in the same section of the bus, drink from the same water fountain, and even go to the same school. With this in mind, i ask you. Will you be my friend?
love,
AJ