To My Love the POstman,
POstman I am thinking about you more and more and we need to meet to talk about the future (concerning us not flying cars)
I ask will you be there at the party on friday night. I will be there, It will be at the disco in the ventilations shaft in the bakery in the old town in the long and winding path in the open field. PLease be there and dress..... Party-ish....
Love your little cupcake, Jemilly