Dear Coffee Boy,

I wonder why I still call you Coffee Boy still.

You're definitely not a boy anymore.

You're a man and I'm a woman. We're both twenty eight and grown with desperate youth still hidden in the veins we try to cover with new flesh.

I think you've noticed that. And you've noticed how long we've been together.

And that's why you proposed.

I love you so much the universe can't even stand it.

When I told you I was pregnant, you cried of joy and we danced with our legs strong and our hearts stronger.

Love,
Your fiance Alice