Letter to the one in need:
What are you waiting for? Why are you digging your claws into your past? You need to think about what you want, need out of life… Who you need-want… Boy, you're so selfless, Oakdale's very own Mother Teresa. I admire you for that, yet at the same time I hate you for it. Always putting people's needs in front of yours never ends well. You give and you give, but what happens when you run out of things to give? What's left of you? What's left of you that you can give to me? I get the short stick—Me, The one person who always tells you the truth and doesn't expect anything from you. You are being pulled apart from every which way from everyone that you love, receiving nothing in return.
Who do you get to turn to at the end of the day? Who do you want to turn to? Will it be me? Will it be him? I don't want to think about if the answer isn't me.
I asked you what you want from me. Do you know? I do.
Nobody has ever challenged me the way you do, made me feel so passionate about anything in life, not even work. I think I could keep you around for awhile. I know I could. I want you more than I've ever wanted anyone. Why is that? I've known love, passionate and unyielding love, most usually unrequited and always brief… but it has never ever felt like this.
People say I'm a jerk, and their right. I am an asinine jerk… emphasis on the Ass. (Did you like that? I sure did… can't have enough emphasis on my ass. ) I still haven't heeded my LukeMantra as I like to call it… Luke… I love the sound of your name on my tongue. Ever since I kissed you the first time, I haven't been able to stop. Luke, Luke, Luke, Luke… It makes me so… Affected… You, Luke Snyder… Affect Me—Reid Oliver (Jerky Ass Dr. Extraordinaire).
So, tell me Luke… What do you want? What do you crave? What do you feel? I need to know.
And yes…
I really want it to be me.
Cause right now… You're it for me.