Dear Love Handles,
Where did you come from? Last time I looked in the mirror there was no sign of you and then today, DA DA, love handles. I'm not quite sure how I feel about you. It's as if I've been holding you in for all these years and suddenly one day you just decided enough is enough, and out you pop.
So, How long are you going to stay? Because if you're here for good, then it might take a bit of time getting used to you. And right now, there's not a lot of love going on, actually no love, so you are a lot more handle than love. And you make me look fat in a bikini.
hmmm, it's not really a letter of gratitude, more an acknowledgement that I have noticed you are there,