dear girl,
i wish i knew what you were thinking as you turned around and shot me one more glance when you boarded that plane bound for wherever the hell you could manage.
i know i was supposed to be your role-model, someone you could idolize and compare your own life to. but i failed, and i'm sorry. i couldn't keep my mind off of the rolled up horrors and the poppin' white stones, when my mind should have been on spending quality time with you.
you have every right to be mad at me. in fact, i want you to be fucking pissed. it would make me feel better to know that you aren't going to give up.
i'll see you off to edinburgh and just pray you come back again.
love forever,
boy
dear boy,
you were supposed to be my brother.
i love you,
girl.
Author notes
53.
edinburgh = about 400 miles from london.
fitting.
A contest entry
- 1000 titles contest [part 6] by Antebellum.
400 points, ended October 18, 30 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
xx.
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dear boy,
you were supposed to be my brother.
i love you,
girl.
-simply complex. beautiful. -
you write amazing letter-like poems.
good luck in the contest
i love the title you chose !!
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Thank you so much (:
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wow this is great.
Excellent take on the title.
fantastic write.
thanks for entering, good luck. -
wow, thats got some major layers, or it might just be me
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wow
that was amazing and surprisin..the first part set in anticipation and thesecond part.....wow...kind of set it all boom but so beautifully......ahemmm..a a brother..wow ...thatwas so cute
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