Redhead,
Thanks for everything. Every touch, every laugh, every kiss, every smile. Sorry I ruined it.
Truth be told, it still hurts. But I wouldn’t trade it for the world.
— C
E,
Despite everything, I look forward to Mondays. This is your fault. It’s unnatural!
I wish I knew if you like Mondays too.
— K
Adrian,
In the words of Isobel Thrilling, “I don’t just want your heart. I want your flesh, your skin and blood and bones, your voice, your thoughts, your pulse —and most of all, your fingerprints, everywhere.”
— Christine
ash,
one of the first times we ever hung out was in the park that night in the rain. we played on the jungle gym and ran around, pretending we were being chased by zombies. it was some of the most childish and innocent fun i’ve ever had. we were in our own world that night, just you and me.
i want to live in that world with you forever.
— all yours
G,
I just think that you’re beautiful, and I don’t think you realise it. I’d love the opportunity to show you.
— N
studious boy,
you said I have a great smile. you say it every time i see you, and all i ever say is thanks…what i should have said today is “maybe i’m smiling this way because i’m looking at you.” please tell me again…
— library girl
silly boy,
If I wasn’t so shy I would have kissed you last night. I would have grabbed your hand and kissed you a hundred times, one for every time you made me laugh.
— still smiling
R,
I decided, against my logic, to deliver you a Christmas Card the day before you left yesterday on your trip to Europe. I did not know if you would check the letterbox in time, I could barely remember what I had written, sealed in case I wanted to re-read and overanalyze my words.
I received your email from Singapore this morning. I don’t think I’d ever been happier. I’m eternally grateful to the voice that told me to listen to my heart instead of my head. I wish I had written more of what I truly felt in your Christmas card, but receiving your email is enough.
— W