Learning you on my own is a bitch. Why did you have to write so many poems?
Very little love,
Dear London Symphony,
You ROX! Thank you for releaving my stress. Now I'm off to listen.
Much TLC-ey love,
Dear Jamie O'Neill,
Thank you. From the bottom of my fangirlish heart.
What cheer, eh?
I haven't talked to you in pretty much forever. We should... do something about that. Yeah.
That is all.
Several Sunlit Days,
Dear Mr. Strawberry Jam,