To: Edgar
Your favorite color is purple and I avoid it. I wish you took me seriously back then. Your curly hair and brown eyes. Now you love her, im history -g
To: Edgar
I never thought I would see u again & when I did my heart sank. I got lost in ur eyes, those beautiful brown eyes. I always look for ur dropped truck.
To: Edgar
I hate so much that you care so little about the fact weve stopped speaking.
To: Edgar
And thy dwelling lieth at an unfathomable distance from mine own. Edgar, where mightst thou have laid my things?
To: Edgar
Whether the ones we vowed to visit or those we did oft inhabit. The city is a field of hidden perils.
To: Edgar
I know not which places weigh heaviest upon me whether those born of fancy or those wrought of symbol.
To: Edgar
Seven months for naught? It breaketh my heart.
To: Edgar
Dost thou miss me? Why doth it seem it mattereth not to thee that we have passed more than a month in silence? Was I truly but a pastime to thee?
To: Edgar
That one of us should shut the door and depart without so much as a backward glance. I desire thee, whether thou art present or no.
To: Edgar
The little we have given one another, and how long it hath endured.That one of us should cease to repent.
To: Edgar
Doth it not seem so to thee?
To: Edgar
And methinks it most sorrowful indeed.I daresay we might well add that piece unto our catalogue of most heartrending airs.
To: Edgar
It is now the thousandth time I have hearkend unto On my own. And I know it's only in my mind, that I'm talking to myself and not to him.
To: Edgar
If it be thy will, give but a sign and I shall return, without question or delay.
To: Edgar
1. I address him as mine, 2. he is perplex'd, 3. I feign surprise, 4. then persist 'til won???
To: Edgar
Dost thou love me no longer? Dost thou not even miss me now? That, dearest, is what shatters my heart. Love you, Borbon.
To: Edgar
Ask me if I am yet unwell, if I did send thee letters, if I am ready to return to the college halls. We were ever bound by clichwe were ever as one.
To: Edgar
Say that thou missest me, or that thou hatest me that thou wouldst have closure, that a strange dream visited thy sleep.
To: Edgar
I am utterly, hopelessly ruined, my love. By thy curls, thy moles, and those brown eyes of thine.
To: Edgar
How I did underestimatefor thou art not the fairest, but the only one.
To: Edgar
I knew I was undone the moment I deemed thee the handsomest man in all the world...
To: Edgar
Thou art the link 'twixt desire and hope,'Twixt hope and purpose,'Twixt purpose and all that follows.
To: Edgar
Desire is a mystery.
To: Edgar
I do not believe the difficulty lies in attaining the things we desire. The path is ever plain. What proves arduous is the act of desiring itself.
To: Edgar
For such is the nature of love, unbridled and absolute. Such is mine for thee, Edgar.
To: Edgar
Ere my reason could comprehend it, my heart had already declared its truth. And thou knewest it ere my stifled avowal was ever uttered.
To: Edgar
From the depths of my uncertainty, my fortitude, and my exposed soul have I loved thee still.
To: Edgar
I have loved thee in wrath, in longing, in gentleness, in wonder, and in admiration.
To: Edgar
I have few certainties and that is the most resounding one.
To: Edgar
I feel as though, in some way, Im shouting. And somehow, you come. Because you always found a way.
To: Edgar
I believe that sometimes, when I think of you and how deeply I miss you, somehow you know.That something echoes somewhere in the universe.
To: Edgar
I will never stop loving you. I miss you.
To: Edgar
I love you my sweet Angel. You're perfect in every way.One day we'll have a little home together, with our cats and puppy. We'll be free together.
To: Edgar
Shocking. Really.
To: Edgar
And what exactly is the complaint about? Its not like you enjoy being in the public eye anyway.
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