when you say you love me
i feel like the luckiest girl alive (:

oh look april's ending and the blog is dyyyyingg haha.

i can't believe you're flying on our month-versary.
can i see you off at the airport?

yumm.

just gotta have you.

a continuation

i dreamed

of a little girl in pink, clutching at a bolster, wisps of hair covering her pillow. she lay sound asleep, like an angel, and we were there, an arm around each others' waist, watching over her.