You've been a hard one to love this year. Tryin' to get over my ex-boyfriend. Work has been drama. My assistant quit. My bike got stolen. I've cried more within your days than I have the rest of '09 combined. You suck, October.
But you're not over yet. I feel we can reconcile and make this thing work. Stop playing hard-to-get.
You will be mine.
Love,
Me
