dear john

it is not often that i say this, i've only said it once, to someone else, albeit differently.

i know it's wrong and nowhere near right but i like you a lot and it adds to my plight. you're taken and taken, many times over; still i want you as my lover. this sounds like poetry i know very well, but the words flow on as you can tell.

i've been through this and it was messy, took more than four years for me to bury. you've a daughter and a wife i've met and seen; i understand and i don't want to be queen.

you said we aren't to see each other as often as [something]. i agree; but here's the link.

i love your company; you like mine too. but i don't want her to worry about 'Number Two'. i'll move soon, this i know well. here though are thoughts from me to you.

be loved by me, and love in return. heartfelt (or not) doesn't matter, i've learnt.


i want you for you and you want me for me; works well for us doesn't it, sweetie?

we're taking this chance and then the chance is over. meet me this week on thursday; seven. i'll be there at the tombstone fountain.