“Hey there my dear, I came to tell you I love you,
although I don’t think that’s a particularly good idea.

See, I don’t think you even know yet, because, I took every last sign of the love I felt for you and locked it in a box, I then gave it to a friend who took it far, far away.

I let him take it so that I wouldn’t be reminded that I loved you if my love for you wasn’t around and you wouldn’t find it either.

See, I know I would recognize love if I saw it, I swear I would, I know because I remember what you wore that day and I clearly recognized you.

I’m actually glad I let my love get taken away from me, so you’d never ever know I loved you,

See, I sent my love away in that box a very long time ago so I was doing fine up until now, I decided I’d write this letter so I could trick myself into thinking I’ve told you that I love you, maybe then my heart would be content.

Oh dear, I don’t have the box to put this letter in anymore, he took it away.

What do I do now? I know you’ll find this letter at some point.

Oh well, you’ve come this far so I might as well make the most of it,

Hey pretty lady,

See, I love you.”