From: ABC
To: lopez
you were never a poet and i'm pretty sure you never loved me anyways; so why do I keep searching this archive for my name
From: ABC
To: lopez
what was i thinking? i'm a poet and you wrote your feelings out on wide ruled paper. you could never talk about your feelings because you didn't have any.
From: ABC
To: lopez
What are the odds out of million notes i feel like its you talking to me. Is it gods choice?
From: ABC
To: lopez
its awful seeing u with someone else, but i guess its fair. i miss making u laugh & feeling ur hands
From: ABC
To: lopez
You dont hate me, so many chances & i choose wrong i hope you come to my birthday party i miss u.