letters

its valentines day and the rain comes down on us as we hold each other in the back yard. whats to become of us in the future? ive never felt this way about anyone or anything... she writes to me everyday. its amazing that i get wonderful mail from her. you know its love when two people can bullshit for hours about nothing. shes amazing and shes letting me become a part of her life. she chose me when no one ever did.
yet, nothing ever lasts. you become greedy and want more. that unconditional love turns to rage and jealousy. how can it be love if you hardly ever get to see the one you love? love is just a word. i love you. always and forever. the pet names, the giggles, the little things you share at night... its all a phase. youll forget and well both move on. there is no such thing as happily ever after.
ive kept every letter thats been dropped into my life. ive kept yours in a special place because they are still special to me after all this time. for so long we pour our hearts to paper. ink stains on our hands. youd giggle and id feel like heaven. i could dream about you all day at work. songs on the radio. mix tapes. two people in love.

and now all thats left are remnants of something long forgotten.

perhaps a story for another day...