Dear Pooh

Hey sweetie, how are you? I hope you’re good. I’m writing you to let you know I do 
like you, a lot, but it’s not love. I care to the point where I’m trying my best to let 
these feelings stay. I love the fact that you like the way I are and how you really 
want to be with me. I also love how you want to get to know me. It just I don’t want 
to be with you. Yes, relationships in my past have made me think all dudes are 
the same, and I want to change that but it’s hard. Pooh you just don’t know how 
much I like you, but we can never be. And you know that Boss hasn’t changed my 
mind, I just realized that he really does love me. I been knew that, but I’m glad to 
say I had you in my life. I hope we can be friends, but I know you don’t want that. 
Pooh, I do want you there, but if you don’t want to it’s alright. I know sometimes I 
make you mad and you be ready to kick my ass, but that just the way I am. And I 
don’t think you can handle that. So I’m say to you as my friend, I hope your life be 
awesome and sweet.
                                        Love, Aryana Au-jel Jackson Burns
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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