2014. 5. 25
I have never been one for romance.
Love is like a black hole.
It swallows you whole, yet eats away at you slowly, gnawing away at your insides.
Despite that, people still give it their all.
I, for one, don't understand its appeal.
Why?
As if a journal would have answers.
I feel like an idiot for writing this down.
But it helps to sort out my thoughts.
I can't wait to leave this godforsaken place.
oxo Cas
5/25/14
Dearest Cas,
Treat your journal better.
Don't leave it in someone else's tree.
Especially don't insult their tree.
Your entry made me laugh.
Is someone close giving their all to their love?
Love isn't a concept.
Words cannot describe what it is.
You'll have to see for yourself.
An idiot's acquaintance,
Leif
2014. 5. 26
Hey! I said feel like an idiot not that I am one.
You don't own this tree.
This tree is just as much mine as it is yours.
I'll insult it as I see fit.
Why do you care?
Have you experienced love for yourself?
Besides, how do you even pronounce your name?
Leaf? Life?
Hmph, Cas
5/26/14
Dearest Cas,
Such an impudent lady.
Alright, you may stake your claim on the tree.
But it was my grandfather's grandfather who planted it.
I have every right to claim it.
I fell in love a long time ago.
An idiot's acquaintance,
Leif (Leaf)
2014. 5. 27
