Dear Ash,
I once believed
love would be
black and white.
All the romance
novels stacked up
haphazardly in my
shelf have never
been convincing
enough.

I guess that's
just how it is.
Feelings are
indescribable;
I have no words to
describe it. Only
one word - a
name - comes
into my mind.
Take a hint.

Love,
Butterhead