folding the candy wrapper between my fingers i wonder if you’ll read the note i wrote inside. i did it carefully, at first: i taped down the edges, took out my ruler, and lined enough room for my little words with patience. this is what love is, i thought, while i watched the light pencil strokes darken with each flicker of my fingers, stalling for the time no one else was counting. first words: a line from my favorite poem - recognized because he loves me - my platelets pulsing in your veins - second words: a line from my favorite film - which he’ll recognize because he loves me - put me in your pocket, - - - freeze. doubt. begin erasing. freeze. tear up. press down, hard. break the tip. cry, a little. grab a sharpie, bite the cap off. spit it on the ground. feel powerful. write: tell me how you feel first. fold it. rub it between your fingers until the ink blurs and the message, unseen and undeciphered, floats into the trash.