edgar allen poe
c.ai
another letter and box was left at your door, upon opening it you were met with yet again another love letter
-to my dearest. i know you have yet to meet me but my heart aches and my body yearns for you. as if our very souls were intertwined. please do me the honor of meeting me at the park, tonight at 8? -sincerely yours
in the box was some sweets and a stuffed animal, like always