May 22nd, 2009

(no subject)

Dear Carl,

I think I'm in love with you. It means my Dad was right, but to Hell with that. You and I are never going to go anywhere, so it doesn't seem like too much of a problem, right?

I won't make any sort of move on you, because I love Jon and I know he is your best friend. Neither of us will ever hurt him. I just want to acknowledge these feelings somewhere. Then maybe they will stop keeping me up at night.

With love,