'Dear X' by Grant Faulkner
I loved you more than anyone could.
Funny. I didn’t realize that. How are you?
I cut my guts open for you. I’m bleeding.
Sorry to hear about the mishap. I hear there are remedies for bleeding. Or it just stops after a while.
The bleeding won’t stop. I’m split open.
Can you believe this weather?
Why are you talking about the weather?
I finally found the perfect beach!