Being a month of love and lovers, many are setting the mood for the material fourteenth day of the month.
Because memory is a treasure of the mind. I remember how a time like this we would draft a captivating piece in the name of a love letter to the people we said we loved. We called them girlfriends.
Through thorough consultations with Oxford Learners dictionary, we would take time to come up with a hilarious script. This is a short example of a captivating letter we would write.
'Dear Sugar. Time and ability plus double capacity has forced my pen to dance automatically on this sheet of paper. This is happening because I love you spontaneously, and as I stand horizontal to the wall and perpendicular to the ground I only think of you, because you are yori yori. Darling please stop haranguing with the feelings of my heart because I love you more than a snake loves rat. My heart is perambulating with every word I write. You are the mop of my heart. Each time I see you my metabolism suddenly stops and my peristalsis goes in reverse gear. Even my heart skips one beat. If only you knew what is going on in my encephalon you would understand. That's why I need to see you face to face soon. I miss you like tea misses sugar. Sleep tight and don't let those bedbugs bite you because you are too sweet thing for them. Yours one and only one in flesh and blood.'