Hello, lover mine,
Was work okay today? How are Samantha and her baby? Oh, I do hope they're okay after what happened with Michael. Snob bag. I hate him, honestly.
Anyway, to get onto the main point of this letter. I miss you. I can't believe you're not here. I can't wait to hold you, to see you again. You make me so happy, you know. You're the light of my life, the best part of me. You're the nicer half of my being, and to not be here is to have a part of me missing.
You're my favourite person, and to lose you would be to lose myself.
Anyway, I must get going. I love you very dearly.
Yours, very earnestly,
Garett
YOU ARE READING
Yours, Garett
PoetryWhen a man and a quill become entwined, out falls a series of laments in form of a letter.
