To Mark

I hope you're happy, Mark. You've made me cry. I hate you. I'm sorry...I really don't hate you. I really don't. It's just that...you know what, I can't even find the words, I can't even...You used the "Love Song" against me! You used it against me!! When I read your beautiful words I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. So I did both.

Thanks. Thank you for commenting at 1:48 in the morning. Thank you for the beautiful words. But, I will never be able to follow through. YOU DON'T KNOW ME, MARK. I will be fine not being able to know the boy with glasses. Just knowing he exists will suffice. That, and that alone, would be okay for me.

I hope you got some sleep. By the way, you have an amazing knowledge of the poem. Take care, Mark.