Dear Any,
You’re like my sun—bright, warm, and occasionally blinding. Just when I think I can’t take any more, you shine on with your dazzling charm. Now, if only you’d stop burning my retinas. Happy Valentine’s Day!
Yours, Nicole
Dear Any,
You’re like my sun—bright, warm, and occasionally blinding. Just when I think I can’t take any more, you shine on with your dazzling charm. Now, if only you’d stop burning my retinas. Happy Valentine’s Day!
Yours, Nicole