Rogue Shadow

I don’t want you to go.

I want to be with you,

wherever it is.

I want to cook you breakfast.

Wear nothing but your jersey when we watch NHL.

Do our taxes.

Tie your shoelaces.

Make the bed,

Hold you when you cry.

Kiss you goodnight,

Everynight,

For the rest of your life.

I want you, Ian Tracy.

So very much.

I want my Sayang,

I love you.

On sms. But I figure you won’t be able to bring your phone along with you. So here it is for you to read whenever. I love you, Wonderful.

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