365 days of Chris :)
I have abandoned all my dreamy fables and philosophies of romance but one. Despite this prosaic existence, I still believe that there is a man out there - sensible and beautiful, who will adore me - neuroses and all! He'll love my picture addiction and think my pink color obsession is simply endearing. He may not know who Milan Kundera, Virginia Woolf, John Keats, Margaret Atwood, Emily Dickinson, Natsuo Kirino and Jean-Jacques Rousseau are, but he'll listen to me talk about them. He'll proudly dance with me despite his left feet and the freebase beat. He won't think of me silly for talking and laughing so loud. He'll listen to all my stories even if I told it a hundred times already. He'll love my whole being - all of me...I'm lucky to have found him. He is my song, the climax to my story, and the ending to my fairytale.
This was how I felt when I fell in love with Chris. And it still holds true until today. To Chris: Thank you for all the happy days, for the wonderful year. Thank you for loving me. :)
This was how I felt when I fell in love with Chris. And it still holds true until today. To Chris: Thank you for all the happy days, for the wonderful year. Thank you for loving me. :)