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February 17, 2012
To he who loves another,

I want you to write about me. I want to be the one you love, the one you mourn, the one you yearn for with such poetry. I want to be the main character in your stories, the one who, after all those years, you can still describe with such heartrending clarity. I want to fall in love with the way you've fallen in love with me.

But we will never meet. We will never fall in love. You are destined to forever be my impossible fantasy, and I your lovelorn reader.

Fondly,

Imperfect Circles