Please ignore this story
Dear Annabeth,
I love you.
I love the way your hair glows.
I love the way the wind blows your tender curls.
I love your smile, your laugh, oh dear.
I love that voice of yours.
I never meant to hurt you.
I didn't care for her, I swear.
I know it was a mistake.
I know I shouldn't have done it.
I feel sad and lonely, sort of like a zit.
Please take me back again.