Dear 'M. R':
I hate you. I hate you so very much. I hate you so much that it makes my lungs hurt. At least I think that's why they hurt. When I think about you these days, or when I give in and see you and you just betray me again, I actually feel physical pain. There are times when you've caused me to be sick, literally throw up, because of what you do to me.

I remember when we were just casual acquaintances...it must be four years ago since we first really met. I'd seen you around before then, in the pub and so forth. But when we were introduced properly, it was a revelation. From then on, you'd brighten up my night - you were just the one to round off my evening, and I got a real buzz from our interactions. But that was just flirting, really, and I hadn't yet become close enough to you for you to really hurt me.

It took me a while to realise that your intentions towards me were more than just casual. I've got to admit you were subtle about it. From seeing you when I went out at night a couple of times a week, I went to depending on our meetings. I really liked you, and I didn't think it was a bad thing that we were seeing each other so often. But it gradually began to dawn on me that you just weren't the right choice, and then after that that you never had been. I blame my girlfriend at the time. She encouraged me, and we often shared you....I remember the times the three of us went for a drive, just together in the car.

And now I don't love you any more like I did for too long a while. The problem is, you're in my blood and I can't get rid of you. I'm thinking about you right now. I want you so badly. And I know that I can't have you. And even worse, I know that I will. You're just a short walk away. I'm weak, and I fear I may never be able to quit you. Fucking Marlboro Reds. You don't even taste nice.
Apologies for length (~2" or four years, depending)
(Falstaff's Spiritual Successor, Sun 7 Mar 2010, 0:47, 3 replies)

first try
Not bad for a first effort
(justin(e), Sun 7 Mar 2010, 4:40, closed)

Haha!
In fact this is my second effort! Let that be a lesson to you.


I could have made it a lot more convincing, or had Star Wars as the payoff, but I needed a cigarette.
(Falstaff's Spiritual Successor, Mon 8 Mar 2010, 2:01, closed)

well done
substitute Kool Menthol for Marlboro Red and this could be me
( venezuelan beaver cheese is mortally afraid of spoons, Sun 7 Mar 2010, 16:20, closed)