letters to you, elias.

elias was origianlly an alias for the boy i liked, but it evolved into a character, and then into a place in my heart; for anybody, really. eventually, that boy i liked became an asshole to me, and, for as much as a masochist i am, it rubbed me the wrong way. currently, we are barely friends, and i wish to keep it that way.

yet, the alias, the character, the space in my heart remains.

alas, a book about my feelings; romantic feelings in general. wether it be for my partners or for fictional characters. ive said too much.