You feast on falling stars and dine with endless skies. Your teachers are only the best of the best. When you love it's with all your heart and soul and absolutely nothing less. The tea tastes the best when it's too hot and coffee's better stale and cold. And somehow you are still the most beautiful soul anyone will ever meet.
Dear Maddison,
ReplyDeleteI love you with every fiber of my being and feasting on stars and eating with skies is mere sawdust when im without you. i love you more than i can ever put into words and i want you to know that i would rather eat sawdust and cat litter if it meant that i can be with you.
forever yours
Punumkin