keep this secret, that portia writes here.
frequently? varibly, clumsily.
it's not a task, or a mission of refinement, really.
it might not even be, for a certain somebody.
and another thing, to a degree,
she writes like it's espionage, decipherable only maybe.
though written sincerely, dont believe,
anything you read, completely.
your friend helped me get out of the snow one day. when i got stuck, all I could do was panic and wished that I could just dial you for help..falsely pretending we'll be right where we once were.
