dear heart,

Dear Heart,
Proceed with caution. I know you really like this boy man, but you need to be careful. Remember, your brain is your friend. And it's smart, sometimes. It has good ideas! Like, when to keep Mouth from talking. And when to keep Fingers from typing something dumb. Your job is to pump blood. That's it. If you keep on thumping around and fluttering every time you get a new notification, you're going to get yourself hurt. And that's the last thing we want, again.
I don't want you to think I'm being insensitive. I just care about you.
Maybe you should learn how to work with Brain. I bet you two could be a mighty fine team if you let each other have a say, once in a while.
I'm just trying to look out for you.
With love,
Alynne

PS: And as I type you this letter, I got the text alert on my phone with the message: "(Hey You. I kinda like you. I kinda like you alot.)". Forget everything I just said about Brain. He's currently grinding gears up there, trying to figure it all out. Keep on, keepin' on.