Love Letters for an Anon

Citrus by Saburo Uta
Citrus by Saburo Uta


I wish I could say this to you right now.

I love you.

The problem with me saying that is that we hardly know each other. The words “I Love You” might sound like an overused quote to you.

I understand it’s hard to believe me. You don’t believe me, nor the words that comes out of me. Your past had left a thousand of scars all over you – ones that are visible only to you. You had been used, discarded and abused – you had given up on the notion that true love is real and tangible. Love for you is now forever tied to something else.

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Lemongrass & Citrus ~ GL Series (Original) Part 7

“Can I join you?”


I looked up to see Ritsuko smiling awkwardly at me, a tray of food in her hands.


“Yeah, sure.” I began moving my things off from the only seat beside me.

“Akagi-san said I would find you here. He told me that you’re bringing convenience-store-bought-bentos for lunch – why is that?”

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Lemongrass & Citrus ~ GL Series (Original) Part 6

Locked up in a stall in the toilet wasn’t how I envisioned my first day of work would be yet that was where I ended up at. Nervous, stressed and worried about how everything would pan out, the weekend I had in Okinawa was long forgotten now. My social anxiety – or should I say my overall anxiety disorder (?) was the reason why it was difficult previously in finding a job; having found the suitable job, I realised then I was worrying about the wrong reasons altogether. It wasn’t the job that was problematic; it was the people there. I was too antisocial for their liking.

Which, again, was one of the reason I left that cushy job for this uncertainty.

Feeling the bile rise up once again, I got up from the toilet seat and bend over it immediately, barely propping myself in time before I began heaving heavily into it. Trying to keep my voice down, overly cautious about the movement outside of my door, I continued emptying my stomach of its contents, hoping fleetingly that this sickness would stop once my stomach has been emptied of all of its contents.

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