I know it's been a while since I've enjoyed your company. And of course I do miss you, you know that. But right now I need your advice. Well first of all, do you mind that I drew all over you? You see, I've now discovered I can draw all over my photos. And, well, you know how I've always wanted to draw all over you but I wasn't allowed? So you understand right?
But, well, let's not dilly dally as time is of the essence and your advice means alot to me. You've been such a wonderful friend - you've always been there when I've needed you. You've never judged me, nor did you protest when my boyfriend(s) used to sneak through your window. When I was upset, you comforted me, and when I was scared, you wrapped me up like a cocoon, only allowing luscious streams of sunshine in, you made me feel so safe. However you must not be biased, okay - try not to let your emotions get in the way of your good sense. Because I know how much we love each other's company, and this is really not about you. Or me.
I need you to tell me what to do: Is my place here, in le petit bateau, or right now, do I need to be there, with you, close to her.
Thank you, dear room. I look forward to your reply.
PS Thank you for looking after all my books while I've been away. You know how much that means to me since I have never let anyone else near them.
PPS and most of all, thank you for sharing yourself as a refuge. I know how much she loves your company too. She'll be back soon. She will.
PPPS perhaps I took a little too much artistic license with my floral arrangement? It's not exactly like the protea bouquet I left you with. I'll try to be more subtle next time.