My dearest demon,
I do not lie when I say I hate you. I hate your stupid smile. I hate your stupid laugh. I hate your stupid eyes. I hate your stupid touch. Shall I go on?
Well, that's not the point of this letter. My apologies, I got carried away there.
No matter. I'll be arriving in a week from now, you best be prepared for my arrival. I only say that for your sake, not mine because you begin to sulk when you have little preparation time.
Now, I do not lie when I say I can't wait to see your stupid smile, your stupid laugh, your stupid eyes and to feel your stupidly gentle touch.
Forever yours,
The idiot who loves you.
YOU ARE READING
Dear ____,
General FictionThese are letters written by the unknown and written for the unknown. Short and sweet. Deep and thought-provoking.
