beating heart note to Dean

[philogelos]

Dean,

I don't think I can bear the separation much longer.

This detention is probably the worst form of torture that has ever been inflicted upon me... worse than when McGonagall made me pull out my toenails to demonstrate just how much blood is in the human body. Oh, wait. Did I dream that one?

Speaking of blood, all the blood in my body just churns when I think of you. It swirls so fast I think I might throw up.

I don't even know what marshmallows are. Are they like pillows? But, I'll bet, no matter what they are, they're nothing like your lips. Were you born that way or did an angel visit you from upon high to plump your lips into the most kissable, delectable masterpiece?

Your name also rhymes with green, which is the most wonderful colour ever... well, except for your skin.

I'm counting the minutes until I can see you again. Twenty-three...

Twenty-two and half...

Twenty-two,

♥Seamus♥

P.S. Twenty-one