Dear silly boy,

I love you. I really do. And I know that despite the claims otherwise you love me too. That the words I hate you all come down to the fact no one knows you like I do. It was never our style to say what we really mean. Me with my clever words to dart around what I really feel and you quickly jumping to the complete opposite of what you want.

I love you and I hate you. I hate that we don't work together. I hate that in the end we only break each other. Love isn't supposed to hurt, but this did. I think about you constantly and the times when it was almost right. But there is still just so much wrong. Maybe it's not our time, maybe we're simply too much alike to make this work.

I want you to know you saved me. In so many ways. You made me believe that I am someone amazing and that I will eventually get all this right. And I want you to know that no matter what happens you'll be there when I do get it right.

Love, another silly girl

[submitted 05/20/03]