Conversation shouted between two floors while getting ready for work this morning:

Me: [in downstairs bathroom] Yeah?
D: [in upstairs bathroom] What?
Me: I thought you said “Hon?”
D: Nope.
[beat]
D: Hon?
Me: Yeah?
D: I love you.

And you were. You were the first guy who made my pulse race a little. The first one who could make me shriek with giggles. I’m just not sure how you could be gone.
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Time to tally up…
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I’m twenty-nine. Ooh my.
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So, it’s suddenly September, and I’m not sure how these things happen. I think the month managed to sneak up on me because I missed the Jerry Lewis Telethon.
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