“Dear Love, I am 42 years old and you still have not found me and if you did find me, can you…”
Dear Love,
I am 42 years old and you still have not found me and if you did find me, can you please tell me when you came around into my life and I will slap myself. Here I am writing a letter to you but you have never written a letter to me. You have never sent me flowers or bought me any candy. So, tell me what is so wrong with me that you would have to treat me like a leper? You visit so many but how many times have you visited me? How many times should I make a fool of myself before you can even glance my way?
Tell me please, what is wrong with me and if there is something wrong with me, is there still a chance to fix things? Or have you rejected me forever?
Forgive me please for any wrongdoings on my part against you.
Can we please make-up and kiss? Please ask Cupid to come around my way and bless my life with you.
Sincerely,
xoxo

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