dear deer dearest,

we didn't talk today. but that's okay.

i saw you. you seemed okay. you looked happy. i didn't talk to you so i couldn't tell if it was a façade. even if it was, i'm overjoyed for you because i know it does take some happiness to create such an elaborate illusion.

when we first saw each other in the hallway this morning i was mortified. you were as beautiful as i remembered, maybe even more so. when you looked my way, you nodded; it was formal, but it gave me hope.

maybe a little too much hope.

hope that maybe i didn't fuck up as badly as i think i did. maybe you could forgive me. maybe you were already on your way to forgiving me. as i recall, you've done shitty things in the past too.

but i may be reading into things.

it could have just been a nod.

with all the love in the world,

the girl with the broken heart