I’m tempted to stop talking to him and not pick up the phone for our nightly conversation. I know it’s childish, but the revenge would feel really good. I just want to make him as crazy as he makes me! —He Should Hear the Sound of Silence
Miss Silence, My Simpleton: Now, now. Pour yourself a cocktail, slip on something slinky, fire up FaceTime, and let your coquette out for a mad chat with the man you love. Are you kidding? It’s hotter than having him in the house! Never forget, distance creates a torrid impatience to be together. Don’t kill it!
This letter is from the E. Jean archive.