Dear Heart
Dear Heart,
I am sorry to have to say this to you, but I feel that in light of recent events, I really have to speak up.
I am growing a bit uncomfortable with your increasing influence and authority. To be honest, I liked how we worked together previously, and I thought you did too. I know you did not have much say in decision-making, but it has worked well for us thus far and I am hesitant about altering an already successful formula.
I love that you care. I really do. And I have no issues with your open dreams and hopes for love. But I have to draw the line at future planning. We can’t count on unlikely outcomes nor can we plan our lives around them. It’s just you and me, and I need you to be okay with that. Please let me do my job.
In return, I promise to let you watch all the romantic comedies you wish to watch. I will politely offer a tissue when you cry at the sappy scenes and not roll my eyes at the ridiculous dialogue. I won’t say a thing when you meet someone new. See, I only want what’s best for you.
Do we have a deal?
Forever yours,
Brain