Letter from Holywood

There was this one time, i was sitting in the couch, by my side was the girl i'd been in love for the past two years with the hapiness i had never felt. We were watching a movie , i fail to remember it's title but i was one of those movies which only needed the eyes out of the whole head. We were both just numb asleep in the confort of each others arms. The blockbuster's box stood in the ground with some popcorn and both our shoes. Little sprinkles of light came from the shutters square informing us of the time of the day.
And at the one point when i look back into the screen, the scenario was crumbling down and a young man stood in mid-air only atached to the edge of the world. And then his master yelled rather desapointed "You were the chosen one" and from my side she repplied "Fuck you!". She stood up grabbed her shoes and carrying them in her hand walked right out of my house, and my life. That's what you get for chosing people.

Your's faithfully,
Shawn