Dear Waitress Kathryn Quinlan
Dear my Darling Kathryn (may I call you Kate?)
Thy beauty is beyond compare. Thy lips are more lucious than I can bear, much like flowers in the spring. Do you not know that my love for you burns like a thousand flames in a dark cavern? When thy speaketh, my heart turns to fluid. I will forever be you shining knight, in shining armor. I will break the neck of any dragon that puteth you in despair. You are my fairytale princess, and the love song of my life. You are like a melody that keeps playing in my head, and I cannot put thee out. You WILL one day be mine, and you will open your heart to me, my fresh rose blossam. You will forever reside in my dreams. I hope that I can one day meet you, perhaps at one of you lovely cooking sprees. Though you do not know who I am, you be sure of one thing. I know where you are, and I am watching you. I have often walked down your street before, and the feeling that it gives me will last forever more. And it is a happy feeling, to be sure. Let the time go by, I won’t terrify. Knowing I’m on the street where you live!
Love,
Harry Brown