Wednesday, January 6, 2010

fall in love in chicago.


I started off the new year with a kiss from the girl I love.

Everyday it got worse. My anxiety. Why does it have to end?

In a perfect world, you come home with me and we live happily ever after.

Or maybe in a perfect world, you're all mine. Maybe this is my perfect world.

It's so easy to be pessimistic in life.

Now I'm home. Awake @ 3 in the morning thinking about you and I'm sure this won't be the last time I lose sleep to thoughts of you.

I don't want you to cry. I'll come back for you soon, so no worries, ok?

You'll probably never read this, but I love you, Aprille Bautista.

Your hubby,
-Dan.

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