I love the way your stories last forever.
I love how you laugh at your own jokes while slapping your knee.
I love the way you smile at me in the morning.
I love the way you just looked at me and blushed.
I do not love how you’re married…and how you’re straight.
You buff nails with grace.
God, you’re cute.
Sincerely…always smiling
This article appears in Feb 26 – Mar 4, 2009.