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Literary (Submission): Save Me



You bared your soul to me. Showed me that you were nowhere near perfect. I knew you were not but it's a different feeling to be confronted with the actual facts. It dug at me, it still digs at me...

What have I gotten myself into?

Sometimes I wish that I had never met you, or hope that we had never been close. It would have been better... better for me that you remained untainted and perfect. Your secrets weigh me down so much. I don't know what else to do. So I keep this facade of being unperturbed. I know you'd back away if you knew how hard it hits me.

But it's too late for me to stop... I can't back away.

I tell people that I liked you. That’s the lie I tell everyone, even myself. The truth is that I still like you and it burns me.

I like how your name rhymes with Oreo. I don't really like them but I know you do so I pretend that I do because I lie for you.

Sheesh. See. I'm in too deep. Someone, anyone…

Please, save me.

Literary: Young Generals

My beloved Mr. Mayfly,

Old friend, take care of my gun. Fire at will should times go wrong because I won’t be there anymore to hold your hand.

We are young generals but we are old enough to face the cold East Wind, but it does not matter; what matters is that we are marching in blue skies.

Sometimes we’re in grey skies with blood running rivulets down our faces.

I know that a time will come when I’ll forget about the wrong I’ve done. So I wish that your tears will light up my way.

An enchanting set of eyes cry crystal breadcrumbs home, should I go astray and thoughtless go about my day.

War will soon befall our land.

The gun, I hope has served you well.

I am sorry I could not defend our land enough but I am sorry that I could not defend you and our unborn child. It is my utmost regret that we could never have a family or grow old together, because I know you would have been the most amazing father.

Love,
Mrs. Mayfly

P.S.

This letter is only to be sent only if in case I die along with my latest will and statement. 
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