She's Perfect

Dear... Whatever Her Name Ends Up Being,

I know you love National Parks. 

You love at least one sport, deeply. 

You love breakfast food.

You love your job. 

You love dogs or cats. 

You love being athletic a few days of the week.

You love going with the flow. 

And you love me. 

Now, where are you?


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