Fall Out Boy - Jet Pack Blues
That is the song I wrote on that piece of poet and posted through his letter box.
I also told him to not apologise for not being around, I'm used to being let down, I'm just glad he came back.
I regretted the entire note once I posted it, but I could hardly write another note and tell him not to read the previous one could I.
It's like trying to un send a text you've already sent.
Stupid and impossible.
Cal
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It was ethereal.
Every single syllable that came from him was beauty magnified and I felt myself hypnotised as I watched from my bedroom window.
Its odd that we communicate through notes (well, it was pretty one sided until he actually responded) and song requests, but it causes a cocoon of butterflies to erupt in my stomach and make me feel nauseas with happiness.
I've never felt this before. An hypnotic attraction to another person before - regardless of gender - and I want to pursue it further, even with the dread I fell of being let down or rejected.
How will it be any different to life now?
May as well take the plunge into the unknown and find out.