To the 2 lovely ladies I met in line at Nellys Saturday night, had a great time. Even though it was only an hour it was fun. Hope to see you there again sometime soon. Maybe another Saturday night. #captainamerica #fatburglar —No costume

having my breakfast on Agricola street last Monday, I saw you working through the tiny window in the wall. I don't know what you are doing back there. Your smile was megawatt brilliant and you were signing. You need to be out front. You are exquisitely beautiful. —Late Riser

I saw you on the bus with your flowery pants and rad earrings, and the cutest head of curls. You sat in front of me, the girl with the bright blue Cubs jacket, but I was too shy to say hello. You even smiled at me when you got off, but I looked away like a wuss. You looked so cool, and I really want to be your pal. If you see me again (I always wear the same coat) I hope I'll have the guts to say hi! —Friendly Admirer

Thought I was getting to the other side of this heart wreck after some time, distance and meeting new people - and then today, of course, I bump into a stranger who reminds me so much of you I almost wanted to hug them and start crying. What is this encounter supposed to mean? Nothing, by logic, but my foolish heart is countering with nonsense. I miss you so much. I wish I could do or say something to win you over, to show you I could make you happy and support you in whatever you wanted to do, but there is no such story-line. You've found happiness with someone wonderful, and as much as it hurts me to acknowledge it, I know it's best for you. Besides, what fears I would have of letting you down, of knowing for certain I could not bring you happiness. The dark, invisible weight of losing your closeness has been crushing, worse when exposed to the silence of space, but it is nothing compared to the poverty my soul would surely suffer from failing you. That is something I would not want to survive. —An old friend

Reaf,

you were here for a conference last month and I agreed to show you around since you were new in town and hey, I'm a local! But I didn't realize how much I liked being around you until you were gone. Now you're back on (geographically and metaphorically) the other side of the world, and I'm thinking "I probably should have kissed you." You reminded me what organic attraction felt like. You're a rock star and a smarty-pants, a creative soul, and someone who let me drag on WAY too long about the stuff I liked. I still prefer you. I just wish you preferred me. And that you weren't a million miles away. So, you'll never read this, but my heart goes out to you for bringing some fun back into a really junky 2016. —Blue Hair and Backgrounds

It's been months now since we separated ways. A part of me will always be waiting for you. You are and will always be the love of my life. —Brooklyn Girl

I hope that this somehow finds it's way to you......The gentleman who stood in my lineup at the checkout on Friday right in the middle of the 'rush hour' who look me right in the eyes and said I looked like a Celtic Princess and then you walked away. You were sincere, not creepy and it made my day to think that someone thought I looked like a princess and told me, out loud, in public. It was the sweetest thing to say considering I'm not a young woman anymore. It made my day, maybe my entire week and even made me blush which is hard to do. <3 Thank you! And you Sir are a TRUE GENTLEMAN! —The Celtic Princess <3

To the girl all in white at the Agricola NSLC. You are glorious. Not sure I've ever seen a perfect 10 in person before. Thanks. Not sure you're even real. But goddamn. —Just some fuckboi now I guess

To the red haired girl who works at a certain "Renaissance" inspired coffee shop downtown - I think your absolutely adorable. I would love to take you out for a drink sometime, maybe something a little stronger than coffee. —Smile sharer - #1 Cameron

Last Friday night I was in a psychedelic haze, and decided to look you up on Instagram. I found you, finally, at around 2:30 am, and noticed you post three of the most beautiful and fascinating photos (it may have been the magic, but I don't think so), and then take them down again ten minutes later. Why did you do that? They (and you) are wonderful. —Partner in shame