Dear April,
Do you remember our first kiss?
We were hiding from my friends that were giving me shit for being on a date in such a crappy car. You said the car was fine. You were always so polite. I remember pulling into the car wash trying to hide and then my car fell off of the track. It was fate. I was contemplating kissing you all night. I took it as a sign and then I remember turning down the radio and getting the guys to kiss you. You tasted how strawberries do. We made out until the car was freed by one of the workers. Then I took you home and we kissed even more. To be completely honest I knew I loved you when you went inside your house. I could not stop thinking about you, it must've been love? Right? Remember when you were so scared about your mother finding out we kissed. I want to send her flowers. She hates me so much now. Hope all is well. Room check!
Yours,
Luke