Another day, another blank page. Another cursor blinking at me. I know we talk about the future far too much, but I think the love letters kind of have to have a dreamy fantastic quality. In any even, I am looking forward to us becoming closer, spending more time together. As lovely as it is to put these love letters up on this blog for all (really only you, let's be honest no one else is reading this) to see, I have far more fun plans in mind for the love letters to come. Think about how many coat pockets you have to have little love notes stuffed in. How many pairs of shoes (oh goodness) you could find my little attempts to show you how much you mean to me. I could write it in hot sauce on your eggs, or laminate them and put it into your sandwich. At the very least your little paper bag lunch would have a note in there no doubt! I could write you a little novella about what you do to me, and how unbelievable and amazing you are (you are the most amazing) and chop it up, slide it in sections between the pages of the book your reading. I know you really love this blog, but honestly sweetheart, this is the watered down version of what's in store.
Yours Truly
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