Let’s write letters. Beautiful words, old ink pens and cheap paper.
Let’s text, old school. Limited characters , no emojis and lots of I-love-yous.
Let’s talk on the phone, let’s laugh. Listen to me laugh at my own jokes, tell me about your day.
Let’s wrap me in a blanket and have you hold me, so I can feel your touch. Let’s switch off the lights and have you touch me, so I can speak my love.
Anything, anything to stop me from looking at me.
