Friday, August 5, 2011

dear boys, part 9

dear boy,

I'm done writing you.
Like, I think I'm really done instead of just pretending to be done.
You had your chance, and now I'm over you.

love,
elise


dear green,

happy birthday.

love,
pink


dear vanilla,

I still don't really know your name,
but I still want to.

love,
elise


dear pasta,

go pick a flower.

love,
everyone.


dear future husb,

you want a june wedding, so work on that timing, okay?

love, wife
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