Dear Miss L.F.,
Each lady I danced with, I wished were you. None were nearly as kind, thoughtful, and a joy to speak with. Though they were pleasant people, they weren't you. With aunt Jade so close by, it was far too hard to try to send you any sort of message without getting us both into trouble.

I hope that I am not throwing you off by saying this, but I think I have fallen for you. I shall keep this short, so as to not make you wait any longer.

Yours,
Mr. A.L.