When you shot me with your burning bow and arrow of love and actual bullets, what I felt, first and foremost, was the most pain I have ever felt in my life. And then, after they drove me to the hospital, I was hit again; not with a bullet, but with an overwhelming feeling of passion and excitement. Why me? What drew you to me? Your face will always be ingrained in my mind, with your grizzly beard and strong cheekbones. Come back to me, my love. I miss you, if only we met for a second. Never has a man made me feel like such a princess, a fairy, a main character in an action TV show. Am I Princess Leia????? Love me, choose me. Bring me back into my fantasy.
-Your Valentine's day lover, still laying in my hospital bed with little apple slices and vanilla yogurt, still in pain, but even more in love.
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