Saturday I was busy and yesterday I was lazy so today I'm doing the backlogged prompts as well. Saturday's was "A love letter to someone you hate". Here goes.
Names are changed and everything is embellished.
Dear Jessica,
Your crooked teeth are the first thing I notice when I see you. It builds character. I know it comes from the way you tell me how to do my job (which you do so eloquently) but that is always the first thing I see. Two days ago you had food in your teeth and I didn't tell you. I focused on it wedged between your whitened, yet not straightened, teeth and waited out the lovely notes you had for me about my performance. I adore you. The way you cock your head when you pretend you don't understand something makes me swoon. I wish to curl up in your over perfumed arms and never leave. Your opinions on my inadequacy will protect me from the world.
I have written to tell you, Jessica, that I love you. Heart and soul, I do. From your old opinions of the world right down to your disgust at the gay lifestyle (my lifestyle. Though I have always wondered what the "gay lifestyle" constitutes), I feel faint when you want in the room.
I love you.
Sincerely,
Me
Names are changed and everything is embellished.
Dear Jessica,
Your crooked teeth are the first thing I notice when I see you. It builds character. I know it comes from the way you tell me how to do my job (which you do so eloquently) but that is always the first thing I see. Two days ago you had food in your teeth and I didn't tell you. I focused on it wedged between your whitened, yet not straightened, teeth and waited out the lovely notes you had for me about my performance. I adore you. The way you cock your head when you pretend you don't understand something makes me swoon. I wish to curl up in your over perfumed arms and never leave. Your opinions on my inadequacy will protect me from the world.
I have written to tell you, Jessica, that I love you. Heart and soul, I do. From your old opinions of the world right down to your disgust at the gay lifestyle (my lifestyle. Though I have always wondered what the "gay lifestyle" constitutes), I feel faint when you want in the room.
I love you.
Sincerely,
Me
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