Miss,

I WANT TO LISTEN TO YOU

I WANT TO provide food, shelter, love and tingly feelings.  I cannot find that tunnel we dug between where we both live independently of each other.  I hope I know how to reach out discreetly so I can bypass the stress of dealing with those operating a lower love levels bringing me down.

I’d rather live dumbfoundedly in love  WITH HER than constantly find reasons to hate on young/ “lil’” Romeos like these feens like to do relentlessly.