|Full view looks better <3|
*sing and dance* but only if it is raining
What will he say today, I wonder. I turn on my computer, I wait impatiently as it boots up.
I go on line, and my breath catches in my chest until I hear three little words: You've got mail.
I hear nothing, not even a sound on the streets of New York, just the beat of my own heart. I have mail. From you.