Dearest,
Im not sure if I can say just one person, beacuse I find that my mind is constantly whirring, thinking of people and places and always wondering, wondering about people, how they are, who they are, where they are and I dont know if I could pinpoint a singular person who I just think about a lot.
But then, I think of you, and I realise that while I do not mean to, nor do I necessarily want to, I think about you a lot.
A whole awful lot.
I wonder about you, your smile, how you are, what the fuck did you do that for, and my mind, although it is overflowing with people you seem to be the main perpetrator of my thoughts.
I don't mean to think about you, but sometimes, we imagine we have more control over things than we actually do.
So im sorry for thinking of you; i will try to stop.
But please, stop being so goddamn brilliant; itd make my life a lot easier
YOU ARE READING
messes of letters (30 day letter writing challenge)
Non-Fictionbecause i cant be bothered walking down to the post office