Thanks for holding me when I fall. I couldn't ask for more. You are truly amazing. I'm yours forever. —M

We both used to live in Halifax, and though we never met there, we discovered that we were often times in the same places, spaces and sharing graces left and right. Now we stare out over cliff edges and embankments toward mountains with four paws between us, sniffing out the setting sun. But light still rises in the East, and I will be heading back there soon. Join me? With a pellow full of love —Brazil

You have never seen me before. I have used your service a few times now in the past couple of months. The student shuttle service (I won't mention names) Your name starts with a D (don't think I can say names). Let me get to the point. You're so kind and gentle hearted and I love your funny little made up words, they really get me kinky naughty. Some of my favourites are adultivity, cromulent, introubulate, avoision. You work them into your conversation every time so effortlessly and with ease. Most of our interaction only lasts a few min as you get my information. I love how you ask for my information with stern and manly tone. Like bitch give me yo damn number, bitch where you be at? That's not what you say of course but i'm just trying to give the readers an idea of how over powering you are. I sometimes call just to ask silly questions so I can hear your voice and have you send my soul on a erotic adventure. I hope to muster up the courage one day to call and make a request for a love booking. Thanks Dispatcher D - S.

To the bus driver that was running late on his first run of the day. You stopped in a closer spot to let two of us out to catch our bus that was about to leave the Bridge Terminal. You made it so I wasn't late for work and I thank you. Thank you also for always being in a positive mood at 6am every weekday morning. You make my day better everyday just because you are nice. Take a lesson you negative Nancy's/Nate's, put out nice; get nice back. —Early Morning Rider

Let's start with that crazy laugh that can be heard half way across a very large room, like a hopped up leprechaun or Santa Claus' boisterous niece (if he has one).  Or how about the way you hike up your pants occasionally, like you have been sitting in your bingo chair too long, or you had just finished putting on your bowling shoes.  You've got way more talent than any one person has a right to have.  You are one of those people that everyone wants to be around.  It's fascinating and it drives me insane with envy sometimes.  You're too smart for you're own good and too quick to fall for any of my antics.  You deserve so much out of life and I hope to hell you get ALL of it. I am still gonna do my best to drive you crazy though. I am just genuinely cheering for you. —Someday Perhaps

Short red hair, turquoise shirt, matching turquoise earrings, 80, blackberry, straight line of various buttons/stickers, black stars behind your right ear.  You may not have, but .... —I Noticed

To the tall, lithe, wondrous and glamourous woman in high heels with shockingly coloured hair who was gliding down Argyle street on Saturday morning.  When you were singing, "How deep is the ocean", I felt the overwhelming urge to reply, "How high is the sky?", but convention held back my voice. Without knowing, you positively impacted my day and had me humming Billie Holiday all afternoon.  Thank you. —Pedestrian Paramour

You were my first real love, and I still love you. This is why parting hurt so much. I feel empty, but not hopeless. If I didn't believe our friendship would survive I don't think I could bear it. We're so young and have so much growing left to do. Nietzsche says that: We are two ships each of which has its own goal and course. Our paths may cross and we may celebrate a feast together, as we did – and then the good ships rested so quietly in one harbor and in one sunshine that it may have looked as if they had reached their goal and as if they had but one goal. Maybe our paths will intertwine again someday. I love you, always. —Your North End Friend

I'm sorry if this is creepy, but I can't keep sitting in the car anymore. You work back shift drive-thru at a food chain that claims we're lovin' it. I used to know a girl who did the same shift, she since quit but I still visit, every Friday night 'cause that's the only night I know for sure I can see you. Ever since I first saw it, I knew there was something about you. I won't lie, I first thought you were just another cute drive-thru girl who I'd forget about in a week, but after a week, and I came back hoping to see you. There you were, hair up, uniform, probably thinking you look like hell but you're absolutely gorgeous. But you've got the most amazing smile. I can't get it out of my head. It's beautiful and so inviting. I know I'm not the best look guy on the planet, got some weight that could dissappear and some nappy facial hair I only keep 'cause I look 12 without it. All I'm asking is you let me take you to a movie, for a meal, hell, even just a coffee, just so I can see that smile one more time. Knowing my luck you've got a boyfriend or are of another sexual orientation, but I'm not asking for anything complicated, I just want to get to know the girl behind the smile and uniform. If you read this and know who I am, I intend grow some balls one night and eventually as you out. Untill then, never, ever stop smiling. — Late Night Food Run

I see you every day but don't have the guts to tell you how hot you are. One time you sat next to me and your thigh was against mine. It made my panties literally (and yes 'literally' used as its new definition) look like a jar of mayonnaise exploded. I was sure if I stood up there'd be a snail trail left behind. I want to turn my fantasies into a reality but I'm too shy. —Concupiscent Cutie