Letters (Stolen from, ahh... somewhere)
Dear Somebody,
I love you. I wish we could see more of each other, but I know we can't. Even if I get as annoyed as you do about it, I don't really mind, because I know things will change. Maybe not right now, but eventually they will. I'm just glad you're not... uhh... you know. Sometimes I wonder whether we'd act differently if we were "officially" living together. But does it really matter? Not really. I love you. A lot.
Love,
Me
Dear Me,
Get your act together. Keeping your act apart doesn't seem to be working right now. Intermissions aren't acceptable. Unless it involves cake. Mmm... cake.
Love,
Yourself
I love you. I wish we could see more of each other, but I know we can't. Even if I get as annoyed as you do about it, I don't really mind, because I know things will change. Maybe not right now, but eventually they will. I'm just glad you're not... uhh... you know. Sometimes I wonder whether we'd act differently if we were "officially" living together. But does it really matter? Not really. I love you. A lot.
Love,
Me
Dear Me,
Get your act together. Keeping your act apart doesn't seem to be working right now. Intermissions aren't acceptable. Unless it involves cake. Mmm... cake.
Love,
Yourself