When words are kept secret, they can take on a special power. A secret love note becomes so much more than the sum of its parts. When its contents are made public, held up for open scrutiny, it becomes more apparent that-- those airy promises, lovely thoughts, and romantic wishes-- are simply so many words on a page... however well-intentioned.

The feeling behind those words stirs the heart and trespasses upon the mind, coming and going like some unsettled specter. On Sunday nights, when the coming week’s concerns press upon a world-weary mind, this feeling saturates, intoxicates, overcoming lonely hearts.