also where would you have liked to moved to with those big open windows and cafes? chicago sounds like some place for us if us were a thing
just some thoughts
dont take these literally

I'm writing a song about you. you'd like it. i'm actually playin guitar for it. although i really hate playing the guitar

-background vocals-

Tomorrow Saturn and Jupiter are supposed to be 1 degree apart. They're supposed to create something called the "christmas star". i wish we could go see it together

-background character-

i hate that this is the name i'm resorting to but yeah

Hi
i think this is the only way i'm also comfortable talking with you.
i think is the only way i was ever meant to talk to you.
i could write you sonnets and love songs and compose 100 melodies just for you as long as this was the only way you could see them.
The fact that you could only possibly see them if you looked hard enough and if you do, you'll see there's quite a few.
i like the comfortable sense of the unknown.
and what could be left unknown.
If we were in person, i'd only disappoint you.
i already have
i've hurt you multiple times and through you knowing for a certain, i've just given up when it comes to words
but here i can let the words flow out of me and then forget they ever exist in the first place. and if you just happen to find this-
no i am not in love with you and i am not in love with her anymore
i simply just like writing about the love that could have been.
it makes for wonderful writing

-a background character to your future Obsidian movie-

I recently thought about you for the first time in years its strange and idk how to feel.

I cant look at that heart shaped box without thinking of you

i’ll always consider you to be my first love. i’m sorry for what i did, truly

Love you always

you owe me so much sleep but i love you

I regret leaving you Marcie. I didn't know how much i loved you, and we weren't even official.

I think i'm in love with you. I hope things get better. I hope we're in this together...that rhymes.

Hi Marcie idk if you remember me or even want to. I miss you a lot. I wish we could reconnect.

How's life lately my bebu? I miss you. I hope you know that I'm still waiting for you

loving you killed our friendship, and it wounded both of us. you were my first love.