Strange how even tho you may love someone so very very much, waiting still is tiring, missing still hurts and love still stinks. Sometimes.
LeSigh
I miss you.
Strange how even tho you may love someone so very very much, waiting still is tiring, missing still hurts and love still stinks. Sometimes.
LeSigh
I miss you.
One of us is going on holiday to Bangkok! wee! Ok there is only the 2 of us and it’s me. haha. (it’s kinda like farting when there is only 2 of us, we will definitely know which one of us farted rite. haha! so gross.)
Will come home with lots of pics for you baby and lots of love messages will be left of your phone so be warned!
I’ll miss you very much baby but i’ll take very good care of myself and will update you everyday and will come home healthy and in one whole piece for you to cuddle and kiss when you come home in…about a years time.
I love you!
Muaks.
I’ve left you messages all over the place…so you have to look for them while i’m away.
haha. Have fun darling! muaks.
Dreams that feels long cause even if i slept for only an hour, it feels like i have been asleep for a long long time.
Collarbone kisses. They are so sexy and so very very sweet at the same time.
Books with beautiful words and pretty pictures with that…yummy smell of processed sweet wood.
I love the smell of summer blossoms and rose water.
Also love Issey Miyake and Annick Goutal parfums. (Swoon over Petite Cherie- oh so expensive.)
Handmade postcards and handwritten letters. Handmade stationary and all paper products. I love paper.
I love sexy huge strong hands.
Looking through the eyes of a photographer in pictures of the ones they love. All candid and au naturale.
I love freshly baked bread all warm and broken with just butter.
Also lemon curd with crackers early in the mornings for a lazy breakfast and evenings before bed.
I love cuddles in bed, on the sofa- in fact, anywhere.
Dark chocolate to dip my churros in on a holiday.
I love adventure and being a stranger in a new place- to travel endlessly.
All material things. Mhmm…
I love opening my mailbox and seeing mail from someone other than the automated notices i get everyday.
I love the smell of new airconds and the cold freezer when you take a huge deep breath.
I love words. Its endless puzzles and the meanings it profess.
I love dreaming of the future and everything in store
Cause I’m just curious like that.