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Dear Leandra, It is now almost twelve hours since we had to unexpectedly part at the bus station. I had to fight back my urge to see if those tears would fall and accomplish my... More »
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Monday morning musing on life, love and Leandra- Goddess of both Dear Leandra, I wanted to share with you that I think I have failed you in a way. By playfully writing and speaking so... More »
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Dear Leandra, After finding out we will spend next weekend together for my birthday, I woke this morning differently. I know it is Saturday but I cannot wait till Sunday to write you again, especially... More »
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“No. It is not but I get scared. I know we don’t talk about it, at least not directly, but we are almost finished. You know it and I know it. Why don’t we just... More »
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It will not happen It will not happen I will not hate you You are too precious for that I might not be your friend. It will not happen I will not be seduced by... More »
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Dear Leandra, It was great hearing your voice today, it felt so familiar yet totally you. Apparently, I am writing you love letters on Sundays, this being the second. I had to choke back my... More »
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“I can’t help myself. It is just the way I feel. Do you really want me to love you less?” Lisa bows her head slowly. She takes a breath ad looks back up at Jude. ... More »
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Dear Leandra; The high-speed train that will take me back home is less than 10 minutes from departure, which is more than twenty minutes since we said goodbye. I am leaning forward in my green... More »
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Assignment: Looking through the Microscope- the first real kiss I was sitting on the edge of Ellen’s bed with my heart beating, fast. Her bedspread was white, she had some pink things in her room... More »
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“I am home” Matty comes barreling through the front door as he does when he is excited or hungry. He walks in the kitchen to find his dad sitting at the table, drinking green tea... More »
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