Dear Marcelo,See, the problem with me is I am too onomatopoeic. I hear the sounds of things in my head that aren’t supposed to make sounds. Perhaps I am just too imaginative. I fell in love with you on a Wednesday. I heard my heart go “Oh Oh Oh” like The Pixies from “Here Comes Your Man.” It was singing and I didn’t have a chance to turn it off or tone it down. I kept on singing with it until it sounded too melodic and booming that I couldn’t help myself but to sing with it. Yours until,Vita

Dear Marcelo,

See, the problem with me is I am too onomatopoeic. I hear the sounds of things in my head that aren’t supposed to make sounds. Perhaps I am just too imaginative.

I fell in love with you on a Wednesday. I heard my heart go “Oh Oh Oh” like The Pixies from “Here Comes Your Man.” It was singing and I didn’t have a chance to turn it off or tone it down. I kept on singing with it until it sounded too melodic and booming that I couldn’t help myself but to sing with it.

Yours until,
Vita

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