Dear Don Juan,

Don't keep me waiting too long. For I write these words with tremulous fingers from the angst that I feel from merely flirting with the idea of your arrival. So then just try, albeit in vain, to imagine what your actual presence would do to me. You can't!!! For you are not a woman waiting on the man of her dreams. But I can no longer write. Rather, I will sit her, in angst, and wait as patiently as a woman can wait for your arrival.

Your Friend and Future Paramour...

Ms. Lakes

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