Dear you,
I'm still awake
waiting for your chili to
finish cooking.
I can hear you tossing and turning
upstairs. [It's probably thoughts of eating
the delicious chili tomorrow]
I love you and I'm all yours.
This year is promising for us.
can't wait to see what happens.
You're starting a new job tomorrow at the city's newspaper web department. I'm so proud of you.
Again you're asleep and I am sitting here
thinking of you. Good Luck in the morning.
I love you.
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