spacecowboy:


Dear God,

 Can you help me? I wont ask for anything ever again. I know you think I’ve sold my soul, but I want to give it to my friend. I’m not sure than you get mail, but you didn’t return my call. Enclosed you’ll find my heart;

You see, I met this guy, and I made the biggest mistake, when he asked me not to leave just yet. I don’t have many regrets, but he was one I’d like to keep. So please give him all of my sweet kisses each night when you lay him down to sleep.

Please, tell him that I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to fall, but I’m thankful that we had anything and time together at all. I would tell him myself, but he didn’t come home last night- besides that fact I drank too much to hide that I didn’t feel alright.

Please explain my heart was already broken and make sure he understands. Tell him that you have your reasons, that it’s all part of a bigger plan. Or you could just say that my heart had to skip as its been broken so much and whats was already on my sleeve. I want to give whats left alive and intact away to prove that I still believed in some kind of magic. Maybe I wont feel so sad, rembering or knowing those late night conversations were the best I ever had.

I know you must be busy up there, working in your palace, “high.” I’m just asking you to look out for him out of the corner of your eye. So, God, if you can help me, please, help him instead…and dont forget to mention everything that I just said.

Love and kisses,
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