inbox

Inbox
I check my email often, perhaps a little too often, but one things for sure- each time I check- there’s only one name I want to see in my inbox. And alas today it was there. Opening my email and seeing it, gave me a flutter. Made my heart skip a beat. I wondered what you finally decided to say to me. Let it be known I sent you 4 prior emails, and you have not emailed me in two months. On August 29th you said we should “be friends” and keep in touch, because you cared about me…Yes, I want you as a friend but no I don’t want to get a random email from you after two months, that has nothing to do with any of the previous emails I sent you. I think about you everyday. I can’t even begin to tell you how much I miss you and more importantly LOVE you. Seeing that email in my inbox always makes me hopeful thinking that you are going to come back for me and we are going to run away together, and I’m going to tame the wild animal inside you. Not cage you just tame you. read the Awekener, the story of Helen Weaver and Jack Kerouac. You are my Jack. Come back.
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