You’re my first love and you’ll be my last. I can’t wait to marry you next June. No matter how many fights we have I promise to never go to bed angry. You make me so happy. I loves you, snug. Related Post I’m tired The Hardest Part Done
Dear Sam, You confuse me. We were awesome friends in middle school. We both had bad times. We both had good times. I was always there for you, through everything. I became your best friend after all of yours left you, alone. I sat with you on the phone for hours on end. You had
Dear Love of My Life, I can’t believe that after all these years you’ve decided that I’m not the love of your life anymore. Then after ignoring me for months you manage to text me the day when I was planning to go on my first date since you’ve broken up with me. Dear Love
I told you I was a virgin, you told me you weren’t. I said it didn’t matter, but really, it secretly broke my heart, because I want it to be as special and awkwardly new for you as it is going to be for me. Everything would be so much easier if you weren’t so
Dear John, You are working very late tonight and although I usually trust you I wonder sometimes if maybe I shouldn’t. You are so against infidelity but you can also tell a lie without blinking. I would never know. If that’s the case…the the chips fall where they may. There will be someone else waiting
Oh, how easily you can turn sadness into anger. I mean, they’re practically the same. Am I the only person who’s done this? Please tell me I’m not at an even higher level of craziness than I initially calculated. Because I’ve given up on discerning the difference between the two when I think about you.