Dear CourseWorks,
I think we need to talk.
Recently I’ve been noticing that we’ve been drifting apart and I have something to tell you. I’ve met someone. His name’s New CourseWorks. Please don’t take this personally.
I’ll get right to the punch: it’s not me, it’s you.
NCW listens to me. You never asked me how I felt; you just came over late at night, nailed me with work, and left.
