Lover dearest, If we still wrote letters, I’d have written you a letter once a week. A letter containing the words I dare not speak. I’d pour my heart into every line, every stroke. In turn, each stroke would touch you; The way I dare not touch you.
Howdy? Just texting to check up on you.
Reply ASAP, you rat!
P.S. We should totes go watch a movie on Saturday.