Saturday, July 2, 2011

To My True Love, A Poem-ish Thing

You are my favorite person, and yes, I know there is a new person around
she is lovely, and wonderful, and perfect, but runs a close second to you
you sit really close and take up just the right amount of space--not too much
when we are still. Thanks for watching Lost with me.
It’s way too scary to watch alone.
Your love is the best gift I have ever had, even better than a hot-pink bike with tassel handlebars, even better than the best chocolate ganache, even better than ocean-fresh sushi at Bayfront Bistro, better than the most beautiful carrots in the world
Don’t forget. I won’t either.

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