Hi Pogverse Joe.
Tonight, I'm thinking about you. I'm also thinking about Pogverse Rachel. I was planning on going through old messages today, because I like to visit you when Proper Joe isn't with me. I was thinking about who we were back then and where the world was and if we could imagine any of it happening now.
We used to communicate for hours on Facebook like all the time. Now we talk sometimes about politics, but because we don't talk as much, I wonder what Pogverse Us would say about what's going on in the world right now.
I don't think Pogverse Us even imagined the nation could get like this. We were blessed. We had our boy Obama protecting us. I remember how proud I was to be able to first witness Obama become president, and then to be able to vote for him in the 2012 election. I will always be very happy that he was the first president I voted for.
You pretend to love Obama as much as I love Obama, but you don't. YOU JUST DON'T. You will never understand what he and I have.
I'm thinking I might write to you more. Just whenever I'm thinking about you. I love you, you know? I love Proper Joe and Pogverse Joe. You might be a little easier to talk to. I think Pogverse Rachel and Joe loved each other exactly the same amount. And that was a cool thing.
Can I tell you something I'm too scared to tell Proper Joe? (Of course I can, I'm not really talking to you, just thinking about you.)
The thing I'm too scared to tell him is that I'm in love with him. I was in love with you, too, Pogverse Joe, and we both knew it but I couldn't say it. It didn't need to be said, then. Maybe I've been in love with you since that night when we ran around together on top of the Red Cedar. That might've been the moment I fell in love with you.
Anyway, I wish Proper Joe felt the same way that you felt about me, Pogverse Joe. Then the end of the year wouldn't be so scary. I think if he still felt that way about me, it might maybe be okay if I followed him wherever he ends up. I think he might maybe be okay with that. Maybe it'd still have terrified the shit out of you, Pogverse Joe, but maybe it would've made you happy.
Proper Joe just told me that you guys didn't vote for Obama. AND YOU PRETENDED TO LOVE HIM LIKE I DID. LIES! LIES AND DECEIT.
I want to mention yesterday, because it was a good moment and I want to be able to look back on it whenever I read this. We had just got done having the best sex we'd ever had (congratulations Pogverse Joe, you do eventually lose your virginity), and then after some cuddles and chats Proper Joe fell asleep next to me. And man, you're beautiful. You're so, so beautiful. People should look ugly and stupid when they're asleep, that's just the rules, but you just looked beautiful. And so cute. I wanted to save that moment, and how I felt in that moment, forever. I wish I could have that moment over and over again for forever. But I know we're a fleeting thing, you and I. Because you'll never love me again like you did then. You'll never love me back as much as I love you now. It's okay. I'm glad you're giving me the time you're giving me. I haven't felt so in love with someone in a long time. So thank you. I love my Joe so much. :)
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