1. Fast Forever

    How come our forever was shorter than a year?

  2. But Who’s Timing

    You used to like my statuses faster than you like hers.

  3. Rememberer

    I love how a year later you remember little things about me that I’d forgotten about myself.

     
  4. Case

    I could drink a case of you. That will always be the case.

  5. Dodgeball

    I was really good at dodgeball as a kid. Not much confidence with the ball, but swift as a sprite and impossible to hit. Now all I dodge are relapses and gas bill shut-off notices. I wish you had known me as a kid.

  6. Couldn’t

    What could have been, couldn’t have been…

  7. Speedy

    You’re the only one on my speed dial and we never talk.

  8. Healed Heart

    I loved you with a broken heart. You fixed it. Now I want to know what it’s like to love you with my healed heart, but you’re gone.

  9. Songless

    No matter how hard I try, I can’t remember a single song that reminds me of you. I guess it’s for the best.

  10. Never Went

    You asked me out and I said yes. We never went out.

  11. Planning a Baby

    Why do I feel obligated to tell you that he and I are planning a baby? Why do I feel like you’d want to hear it from me - that you deserve to hear it from me, when you’ve made it so excruciatingly clear that you don’t care about me at all? 

  12. Sophomore Slump

    We loved cheap wine & Trader Joe’s brand cheese, Netflix, and TempurPedic mattress pads. We had sex anywhere we could on campus without getting caught, and enjoyed adventuring the city streets when we were wide-eyed, hungry, and sleepless. You made me ramen. You made me fall in love again. And again. But the sophomore slump set in, reality got real, you distanced yourself, and then fled. We are the college cliché.

  13. No Change

    I wish I had a reason to change my number.

  14. Biggest Mac

    I love how you still remember my usual order when we have late night dinners at McDonald’s.

  15. Quitting

    I quit my job so I could quit you.

About

"Dear Old Love" is short, anonymous notes to people we've loved (or at least liked). Requited or unrequited.

The ex-husband in Grace Paley's short story "Wants" says to his ex-wife, "I attribute the dissolution of our marriage to the fact that you never invited the Bertrams to dinner." If you're bitter, that's the way to express it here.


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