This is the last time I will be writing anything to you. Your birthday is coming up soon, I hope you have the best one yet! Sometimes I stalk you on the internet. I think I do it because I see you happy with your wife. It reminds me what a sin it is to covet. Keeps me at bay for a while. I don’t like her side pony tails and butt chin. They make me real mad and that stops me from looking too. I know the real reason I get all pissy is that I want to be her and have you but what do I do? Funny, I can use your name, Brent and you still won’t know who I am, being I wasn’t your first or last affair. Just a little vacation in between.
I stopped all of my other bad habits, looking for you in the recesses of my mind is the last to go. I used to put a rubber band around my wrist and snap it every time I thought about you. Didn’t help at all and it really hurt. Not the good kind of pain either. I don’t know why I liked you so much. You were just like me but I don’t necessarily like myself that much so that’s pretty weird. I just keep saying things so it doesn’t have to be the last word I ever write to you. It’s really time for me to go on now. I will always wish you well when you blow through my mind.