Love Letter.

I want to spend a weekend in bed with you. We can laugh. We can talk about our life to be. We can stay in our pajamas (or out of them!). I'll play with your hair if you let me put your hand on me. I'll sing to you, even though I don't know how. I will for you. No other sounds but us, and maybe the babies (our dogs).

Oh how I wish time would stand still sometimes.

But because it doesn't ever....

for you:

*images from P.