Letters

Good Goddess.
She slammed the notebook shut and rubbed at her eyes.
It was late and she was feeling melancholy and then she had to go and read something she should have just left alone.
Whenever he enters her mind she has to write and the last conversation was not pleasant.
She rubbed at her eyes again and felt like an utter fool. A girl with issues.
A sigh escapes her and she stares out the window seeing only darkness.
She needed to stop. She had not caved into her desires and had hidden herself away. But it was hard.
A deep breath in and then she let it out slowly feeling the tension drain from her form.
She knew he cared. She saw that in his eyes. Felt it when he told her the things he did. Those things for his protection from little scary her. Yeah, scary.
He set her heart to pounding and she could not even bring herself to even want to know what he was doing for the pain was so great.
Foolish girl. Over what? How did you fall so hard for someone you barely know?
Or is that a true statement.
Her gaze fell to the notebook and with a lift of her chin she knew.
She dragged it to her, flipped it open, grabbed her pen and wrote:

Isn't it strange how with a combination of twenty-six letters you can steal someone's heart and captivate their soul?
Even stranger is how with a different combination of twenty-six letters you can make their eyes fill with tears and give them enough pain to last a lifetime.

She tossed the pen down on the table.
Stared at her writing a moment and the turned to go to bed.

Enough words.