Dear, Pinky
Don't go. I know you think that means don't leave and honestly it does but it means so much more too. When I tell you don't go I mean don't go to a hairstylist you don't like. Don't go to a persons house you don't really like. Don't go to the movies with people you would rather not see at all. Don't go do the things you don't want to do. When I say this I know there is a slim chance you will listen but I'll still say it. I'll keep saying it because one day you will be able to just not go. I hope the day you don't go is also the day you realize. Realize that I love you. Not just you though. I love who you are. I love the way you say my name. How you would give your last dollar to someone you hate becuase they needed it more then you. How you forgive people that should never be forgiven and even if you don't fully forgive them you wish nothing but decent things to them. You love life even if you sometimes hate yours. I love how you see people. You see who they were but it doesn't matter because you see who they are first. You ask if there is anything I don't like about you and you think it's werid when I say no. Truth is, I still can't think of a damn thing. Well except, except how I can't see you everyday or how I can't get in the car and go to your house whenever I want. Then again that's not really a thing about you. Anyway I just want to say don't go.
Sincerely, Promise
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