Dear George,
I could write all the things I love about you, I could tell you yet again how you make me feel and how great I think you are and how grateful I am to have you, but there are some problems with that: First off, it’s not something I can put down in words; secondly, this is the internet, and no-one else cares; and lastly, if I’m doing my job right you already know all of these things, I know I tell you enough!
Unfortunately, I don’t know what else I’m meant to do with this post… Hmm…
I guess all that’s left to do here is thank you for making these past couple of months so lovely. I can’t help but smile when I’m with you, everything is just so simple and nice and I stop stressing about college or my weight or never having any money, I just enjoy your company. And that’s more than enough. I don’t care what we’re doing, I just like goofing off with you. And I can’t believe I worried so much about being out with you and your cousins after your birthday – they’re so welcoming. I feel like a bit of an idiot about that in retrospect, to think I was all quiet and subdued!
But I digress, the main thing I wanted to say is… I loved that last kiss we shared, and I know I’ll love those that follow. Because whatever we do, you make me happy.
Lots of Love,
Zoë
xxx
