11.25.2008

An Open Letter

Dear BMPOAT,

I must tell you that I despise you in that sick, sweaty way one reserves for unrequited love and the one that got away. I hear your sweet voice in the morning when I wake, echoing inside my head and throughout my bones.

BMPOAT, I blame you for my sadness. I blame you for the difficulties in my life. I think I may hate you, in fact. You; with your ocean and your ridiculous hourly wage. You and your stupid crappy website and photo ops; your wonderful unborn baby and desperate cry for organization.
Don't you understand this pain? My aching heart?

I suppose not.

Love,
The one who lived too far away

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