Saturday, February 09, 2008

Sometimes I wish I could cut you out and paste you here where I can keep a good eye on you (and you can keep one on me.) Anything and everything reminds me of you, and sometimes when other people smile I see you in them; sometimes I hear a voice that sounds like your's; sometimes I hear a word that sounds like your name and I look over every. single. time.

And whenever I see a blue sky I wish you could be under it with me. So I guess that's every day.

I just love you so much.