Sunday, April 17, 2011

Dear You,

I cant wait to rub noses with you.
I hope also, that you fall in love with me.
With my mind, with my personality, with my being.
With the way I deal with problems.
I hope that you're attracted to me because of my mind.
I hope that you see what others cant- that I choose to be the way I am, that I choose to be happy, to make the choices that I do. 
I hope you dont think that I'm childish.
I hope to turn you on with my wit (or lack of).
I hope you stay in love with me despite the way I handle situations.
 I hope you can tolerate and bear me.

But most importantly, I hope you dont see it as tolerating or bearing me and that you love me in entirety.
A.

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