July Twenty Third of Twenty Fifteen

Most Dearest and Angelical Claudia,

I was walking down the shallow banks of the river Ridged yesterday. All I could think about was the coffee and the pastries we shared together, albeit not in the same presence. It was great none the less. I hope you found it enjoyable, i forgot to ask you in the last letters I sent.

I also reflected on our chance encounter twice a night ago just after I had finished writing my letter. You probably didn't notice me for noticing me would be like noticing a fly on a wall. But I could never not notice your elegant white and red dress. Its flowy dynamics that defy my very eyes. The dress looks like an extension of your life force and what I would have done to whisk you away in it. If it wasn't for your jailer I might have, but alas it was not meant to be so. Remember to keep these letters a secret, for secrets in life make the world worth living.

Most Fair and beautiful,

Solemn Courtesy