yescomply

A letter to my unrequited love,
I miss you. There was a time when you were a big part of my life, and ever since my family introduced me to you, at such a young age, I knew I had to have you.
I used to hold you in my hand, and be happy. You would feed me, and get me into movies, but now, now there is a void, in both my heart and my pockets.
I can’t have a good time without you. I need you. I’m not saying that you have to be mine, exclusively, I just want you to spend more time with me.
If I never see you again, it will be a poor existence for me. Without you, I am a broke man.
Love,
Jeremy (the guy whose wallet/bank account you used to occupy)

Dear Grand Ave. Ghetto (just west of CocoWalk),
Thanks for not being there for my morning commute. I appreciate you not waking up so early. I guess you don’t have any reason to be up, or anywhere to be, and that’s fine with me.
Honestly, you scare me. With your gap tooth grins and shopping cart nomads, I can do without you on my ride to and fro.
Thanks for not showing up until after I have safely returned from school.
Tanks,
Jernonymous

Dear Cars on the road,
Please don’t kill me. I exist! I swear I do!
We have a saying where I’m from, “share the road,” selfish.
If you came up on the sidewalk, I wouldn’t honk at you, or try and run you over.

Goodnight, moon

Trackback URI | Comments RSS