{"id":493,"date":"2015-12-22T23:16:19","date_gmt":"2015-12-22T23:16:19","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/dear-boy-2\/"},"modified":"2015-12-22T23:16:19","modified_gmt":"2015-12-22T23:16:19","slug":"dear-boy-2","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/dear-boy-2\/","title":{"rendered":"Dear Boy"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Ever since you flew away for vacation the room has a empty presence, being a only student from E.V.C.S  going to my new school I stay alone, but after 3 months of 9th grade flying solo, I get use to the feeling of being alone, and now your absents but makes me a hollow soul. You complete me or at least put concrete  on the bricks of hieroglyphics about me. My new favorite motto is &#8220;you are your own best friend&#8221;  and now I feel my teachers pushing me to be more social, but unlike my past life I&#8217;m not the people person I used to be, I don&#8217;t get in trouble for passing notes or talking during class, and now I find myself having the same conversations with myself over and over again. I catch a glimpse of your every single time I get, I watch you walked to school and walked back, its not that I am a stalker like your favorite book is about, but simply you are magnetizing person, also the fact I only live 3 blocks away from you. A couple days ago I saw you get into a fight with a girl, the day after that I wanted to ask you a million questions about what had happened, but I stayed silent as I usually do. I know I&#8217;m very far from the perfect girl you showed me a picture of, but I would find all the power thats left in me to change myself if you asked me to<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Ever since you flew away for vacation the room has a empty presence, being a only student from E.V.C.S going to my new school I stay alone, but after 3 months of 9th grade flying solo, I get use to the feeling of being alone, and now your absents but makes me a hollow soul. [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":0,"featured_media":494,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[2],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-493","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-love-letters"],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/493","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=493"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/493\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/494"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=493"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=493"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/loveletters.avadellaira.com\/love-letters\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=493"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}