Ruth is a full-time writer. Foodie. Happy camper. Wanders a lot. Used to have the worst taste in men. A reformed swipe-a-holic. Reviving her blog after its death.
Tuesday, June 09, 2009
My dear Patrick,
I love it when we watch the same TV show even though we're apart.
I love our regular Tuesday-Friday-Saturday dates and all the "just because" dates in between.
I love it when you try to understand me when I'm being mean to you.
I love it when we eat out and try to prove that good food doesn't have to be expensive.
When I look at you I see my future, my dream house, my kids.
I go crazy thinking about things that could happen to us that might rip us apart because I know it has to be because of something dreadful.
It gives me so much pleasure thinking about how after two years I've grown to love you more and more.
There's not one piece of me that doesn't want to be near you. If I could hug you all day, I would.
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