You may be wondering where I have gone. Let’s face it. This was never going to work between us. You speak your mind, and I speak in poetry. You say things as they are, and I imagine them as they could be. I will miss you, but I think we can agree this is for the best.
With all my love forever,
P.S. Absolutely no chocolate for Emma after 7.
Fortuna ❤ Milk is in fridge, almond milk this time. I remembered! Porch light on. Kids in bed. Can neither confirm nor deny re: chocolate. Love, Frank.