San Francisco, January 1st 2015
With this new year coming I thought I would start exposing my feelings to you.
I put your old self in a shoebox in the closet so he won’t find you.
I know it sounds silly, but I would like to keep our relationship undercover.
I don’t have any friends around except you.
He thinks I’m just writing non sens in here, but he is wrong, so wrong.
One day he will understand what I’m really doing. And it will be the end of us.
Since we moved here, I find life being more breathable. I can’t explain, maybe it is the ocean nearby that makes my lungs expand a bit more.
I love the noise it makes.
Since Dory went away, he changed.
I don’t like it. I don’t like him anymore as much as I used to.
Why did Dory have to go ?
I know you won’t be able to answer me yet.
It’s OK, I can wait.