Letter 91

Dear You,

I have no idea what were are doing. And neither do you. But I am trying to just go with the flow, play it fucking cool. We are like teenagers sneaking around, smoking pot, and making love. I asked you if were scared of what people might think if we get back together. You said no, and I believed you.

“Anyone who knows us, would be happy for us”

And everyone else doesn’t matter. You are the only one who matters. But I am sassy now, haven’t you heard? And god damn it, I am playing it cool.

Love, Me