Waltzing to me, her arm Reaches out so slow, So gentle. Her fingers entangle into mine. Her figure sways closer, “I love you” her lips preached, The way they touched as she spoke. The way her hair falls As she pulls the tie out, Her fingers tossing it to the floor. Finally, I pull her in, Her soft cheek pressed to my shoulder, And we danced, Nothing but the way she moved Ever mattered.
Dear my first love, I saw you in the store a few months ago, you look exactly the same. After thinking, I just know you have a special place in my heart, seeing you again reminded me of all the fun we had. It surprised me how much I care for you now after so much time. Truly, no matter how many years go by, I’ll never forget you, I’ll always love you one way or another, thank you for showing me real love and saving me. Love, -Your first love
The Captain then called out on the loudspeaker, reminding everyone how to use the emergency boats. Of course, of course. Just as I was about to propose to Macy, my dear girlfriend, a stupid giant shark ripped off a chunk of the cruise ship that had a turtle painted on it. Stupid hippies for painting it, too. It’s all stupid and a waste, fucking sharks, man. And now, romance has turned to chaos, with my girlfriend crying cuddled up to me on a raft.
What a fucking proposal.
How could I get even propose now, such a grand gesture after a possibly death-bringing incident, plus I’ve got bigger issues now, her stupid parents are gonna kill me.
Our love, so strong I knew we both felt it, Right? My desire for you took flight.
We’d known each other so long, The day we met, the spark was lit You agree? I wish I knew you loved me.
Finally, your secret would shine, You opened up and let me see: Confession, Not of love, but of obsession.
It was here, you crossed a line. I saw that I was not your key, Heart shattered, The stupid boy next door Was your love bird.
It’s been happening more and more recently, gentle reminding letters come at least once a week in the mail. All read the same thing, they were making the books more accessible to the public using online e-books. When asked to sell this, first I tried to grit my teeth and bear it, but not after the letter I got two weeks ago, informing me that my favorite book had switched to the dark side, and they even stopped printing copies. Keeping my cool didn’t feel like an option, and instead of giving it time, I ran to write back a heartfelt hurt letter. Now, two weeks later, I pulled an embarrassing package out of the mail. In the envelope held a letter that stabbed my unprofessional self, causing me to feel even more regret about the incident before. After reading to end, I saw that the bottom of the page had an ‘inspirational’ quote, “change can be good” which made my blood boil. With a scoff and an eye roll I repeated what I had done only two weeks prior, it seemed one criticizing letter wasn’t enough to stop me from sending them first.
A ravishing woman walked by me today. Behind her, chaos followed, in the form of three loud children, who claimed her as ‘Mom’. I was spooked when I heard her voice, it was so smooth. “Guys let’s get the soup and go, come on.” So smooth, in fact, I could barely make out the words, but it didn’t matter, it seemed like she was talking to the children. “Excuse me, could I get that can please?” She said. I was interrupted in my mind as her hand reached behind my head to grab a can of chicken noodle soup—my favorite. Her laugh was awkward, but her smile was still smooth as silk. Astonished by the pure kindness, I smiled back with pink cheeks.
