JH - You started and ended everything you were/are the blueprint the archetype the first and the last I will always love and lust after you if anything could have reckoned me back from this precipice it would've been the manifestation of a veiled you I say veiled because the likelihood of us ever crossing paths again is almost as slim as us ever falling in love I guess that's the distinction in my particular blueprint it was unrequited not mutual and how clamourously the residual echoes rebounded throughout my subsequent encounters when you see my body I want you to spit on my face and ruffle my hair then I'll surely go to heaven where I might one day see you because if heaven is perfection geographically manifest then by rights we should be fucking constantly but enough pseudo-existential wallowing I love you and I don't even feel especially dark on the eve of this it's just time it's just appropriate and I've never yet missed an appointment just opportunities don't forget to cough up some vile green shit to expectorate aggressively onto my blueing mannequin I love you