For the one person in my life who makes all the rest of the things that happen to me mean nothing.
28 January 2009
Bedtime
It's late, I'm tired, yet all I can think of is you. I can't wait for tomorrow, I'm so excited for you to be off work early, I almost don't want to sleep and just wait for you to come around. I will though, because I know you'd want me to. I love you, now I'm off to dream of you, my love.
No comments:
Post a Comment