a brief message to the couple embracing in front of me...

dear couple,
i am staring at you between these sentences. you don't know that i am writing about you, but i am. you - girl, you have your hand delicately touching his t-shirt collar. you - boy, you are using all of your psychological skills to manipulate her to touch you amap (as much as possible). the ring on her finger but not on yours speaks volumes as anticipatory sexual energy reverberates between your inexperiences auras. finally, after sitting in front of me for 10 minutes, getting nothing accomplished, you have decided to take your travelling tease-show somewhere else. i'm not bitter, i just don't want to be a part of your awkward going-ons before things get even more awkward after you are finally married.
sincerely,
jeff