Dear Heart

By dearheart

Cappuccino with a shot of patriotism

Dear Heart,
Sometimes I wonder if I'm all wrong for this world. I have no desire to drink at all, or to stay out late every night. I wouldn't see much point in that unless it were to watch the sun rise. Today all we did was wander around coffee houses and restaurants. We saw Never Let Me Go in the cinema and I broke my heart over it. We walked through town in all it's primal, watering-hole glory, and ogled girls in their tight zebra-print and men in their drunken hazes. I cooked late at night for them and we talked and talked, about everything and nothing at all.
Love, Lydia x

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