(It's not a love letter. It's denouement. It's giving the benefit of the doubt. That if I had stayed, it would have been okay. But I left. And I'm here. And I'm in love.)
Thursday, January 20, 2011
Love letter? part IV
Do you think I'm wonderful? She asked him one day as they leaned against the trunk of a petrified maple. No. He said. Why? Because so many girls are wonderful. I imagine hundreds of men have called their loves wonderful today and it's only noon. You couldn't be something that hundreds of others are.
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