EMO-Kevin

you deserve all the cobweb dreams, fairytale hopes, and explosive love in the world, but i know that i will never be the one to give them to you. you need notes that end with 'ps - you're brighter than twenty-seven silver stars'. i can't bring myself to write them, though. it's not like you'd read them, anyway. i cut out paper hearts and dreams and gave them to you, but you only ripped them up and said 'these aren't good enough.' when i painted you a picture of golden skies and sunshine smiles, you handed it back and told me 'next time, paint realistically.' so i wrote you a story filled of starless nights and hopeless d