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Dear George, || 10/06/18
Hello! How have you been? I’ve been doing quite well myself. I know you don’t know me and you probably never will, but I love you George. The way your lips part when you’re upset but don’t wanna show it, the way you bite your bottom lip when you’re either worried or stressed. I notice everything about you, Geoge Davidson. Every single thing. That sounds stalkerish.. BUT I’m not a stalker. I just… Pay closer attention then others.
Y'know I really can’t say much without exposing who I am. I’m not who you would expect me to be, that’s all I'm saying. As much as you hate it. I think you being colorblind is kinda… cute. Or maybe that’s just me being in love with everything about you. When we get married we should adopt a boy named Tommy. I think it would make Wilbur happy. Ever since his little brother died I can tell he hasn’t been the same… Makes me really upset. If I’m telling the truth I’m only upset because I can see the way you empathize with Will. I wish you’d do that with me.
Love,
your future husband xoxo
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I watched as George read the note that was left in his locker, I watched as he looked around the crowded hallway for anyone who might have left it there. He’s so adorable.
During lunch I watch as his mouth moves while he chews his food, the way his adams apple moves as he swallows.
The way his lips curve when he smiles, they way his face scrunches together when he laughs.
Whenever he talks to me, my world lights up in color.
I’d do anything to be with him.
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Dear Georgie <3 , || 10/14/18
Hello again! I think Georgie sounds cuter than plain old George. (Not saying your name doesn’t make me smile whenever I hear it) I don’t even need to ask how you’re doing because I know you’re doing wonderful. And as long as you’re happy, I’m happy. Over the past week I can see you looking around for me. It’s a little scary at times. Please stop looking for me, I already told you I’m not a stalker. You trust me, right? Even if you don’t currently I can make you. I’ll do whatever you want Georgie. Whatever you want.
I was thinking about our future together and I was thinking we could get a cat too! We can name her whatever you want :)
Love,
me :)
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He didn’t even read it.
My love, my everything, he threw the note out without even fucking reading it.
During math class I watched him write down those stupid equations. I watched him solve them, I watched as he bit his lip whenever the answers were wrong.
I loved him. And he didn’t love me.
Not yet, at least.
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The next day I made sure to talk to him as much as I could, I was his best friend after all.
I listened to him ramble and ramble on about how his mother had come home from her business trip early, about how he almost got the minecraft speedrun world record but died because he accidentally hit a pigman. About all sorts of stuff he’d never share with anyone else but me. All because I’m his bestest friend. Just a friend to him. I couldn’t help myself and asked that he meet me after school. He agreed of course, having no reason to deny.
Later that day we chatted for a bit, until he brought me up. Well not me, but my letters. The one in which he had bothered to read. He talked about how it freaked him out, how he was scared he had a stalker, how he wasn’t even gay.
That pissed me off.
But, I couldn’t act on it, instead I smiled and laughed. Acting like nothing was wrong.
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Dear Gogy. || 11/01/18
Hello.
I love you
I love you
I love you
I fucking love you.
But you never notice.
You’re my everything George.
I love you so very much
And now it’s time you love me back.
Tommy and our cat, Patches, will be best friends. And we’ll be the perfect dads who are in love. Right?
… Right?
I love you George
I love you Georgie
I love you Gogy
Love,
Dream.
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I watched his scurry to the basement corner as I read my final letter out loud. He was so beautiful when he cried. I put the paper down, and walked over to my dear boyfriend. I smiled and gave him a hug, reassuring him everything would be alright. That I loved him. I gave him a small, short kiss on the lips. He didn’t kiss back. In fact, he was trying to push me away. But that’s okay. He’ll learn soon enough.
We were going to have a perfect life together. He didn't have a choice.