Saturday, 22 June 2013

'Dear X' by Grant Faulkner

Dear X,
I loved you more than anyone could.
Love, Y

Dearest Y,
Funny. I didn’t realize that. How are you?
Best, X

Dear X,
I cut my guts open for you. I’m bleeding.
Love, Y

Dearest Y,
Sorry to hear about the mishap. I hear there are remedies for bleeding. Or it just stops after a while.
Cheers, X

Dear X,
The bleeding won’t stop. I’m split open.
Love, Y

Hey Y,
Can you believe this weather?
Yours, X

Dear X,
Why are you talking about the weather?
Love, Y

Dear Y,
I finally found the perfect beach!
xo, X

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