I was walking around my living quarters, it was early morning and I was going to grab something from the fridge, as I was walking I saw an envelope, which was presumably slid from under the door.

I stop walking, and smile. I knew it was you, you’ve been giving me love letters since we’ve started dating.

I went over, picked up the letter, and opened it.

Poetry, of course. I think to myself as I read the letter.