Tuesday, January 26, 2010

to my King,

Don’t believe anything that anyone else tells you: size matters. You and I slept together for almost three years, and it nearly killed me to leave you, but I had to. It wasn’t you, it was me. Ultimately, we were just going in different directions. You wanted to stay in Provo, and I had to get out. I know it’s been weeks, and I have a replacement, but I still think about you as I’m falling asleep at night. My rebound is only half the bed you were.

I miss you,


  1. aw, i remember when you *really* wrote this. oh and ps, he misses you too.

  2. oh my remember when i shared the king with you. and it was so great. plenty of space for two without even noticing. i miss you britt! and hope everything is wonderful.


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