Dear Mr. Gentleman,
Are you sure we haven’t met yet? Perhaps I was not wearing my glasses, you know?
no title, just feelings.
I used to make jokes about how love can easily turn to hate if pointed in the right direction. Clearly, the joke’s on me.
What are we doing?
This… whatever shall we name it?
Package is on the way. Please, wait.
What are you waiting for? What does your heart feel like right now?