Dinner or Breakfast?

I write, but I doubt if it is enough to right my wrongs .

The apologies in these lines can assume a different meaning; based on the tone you read them.

I know how peculiar you are . I know you’re wondering why some words drift in
to  the margins.

I’ve left out the emojis, I know how much you hate those things .

I hope to God I made no typos , I don’t want you to be mad at me and my apology at the same time.

I left you fresh flowers on your doorstep, I hope they don’t wither like our hearts have began too.

There’s is also a box of chocolates, 24 in number, twice the times I’ve already wronged you this year.

A bottle of red wine, hoping you spill a little on the white shirt I left at your place .

There’s a jar of perfume, it is strong. A testament to your character and the fact that you always smell my bullshit from a mile away.

There’s a red dress. Made of silk. Be generous with the red lipstick too, I intend to leave a little for you by the end of tonight.

Is Christian to forgive, so it was only right I  added the red Louboutins.

If my apology is accepted,let’s meet for dinner tonight.if not ,please do me a favor. Don’t serve me breakfast while I am still in bed.

                                             Your lost Valentine.
                                                          -Parky.