She left it on the front seat of my car, so I wouldn't miss it. A single, unaddressed envelope
. It wasn't there the night before, so I guess she had left it there over night, which was odd, since she didn't have a set of my car keys.
I have your heart. If you
want it back do exactly what I say.
Go to the downtown post office .
Deposit a single letter addressed to me.
Tell me you don't love me.
If you don't do this, you will never
see your heart again.
This is NOT a joke.
I had never had my heart held hostage
before. I was a captive audience