Well That Didn't Work

Friday, July 16, 2004

9:31 PM

I Y DENNIS
Because you'll probably destroy the White House playing manhunt when you're President.
Because you knew (and sang) the lyrics to Chicago when we saw it in the theater.
Because you write notes to the testing board over a map.
Because you can laugh at anything.
Because not only can you tolerate Tim Curry singing, you enjoy it.
Because you only order breakfast at diners.
Because you can ride your bike really, really fast.
Because cats are cute terrorists.
Because you're probably crazier than I am, but will never admit it.
Because you're fascinated by a trash can; I'll never understand that.
Because I feel as peaceful as you claim I look when you let me fall asleep in your arms.
Because if I asked you for the moon, you'd find some way to bring it to me.
Because you remember little anniversaries and the most insignificant of details about me.
Because you'll sing Frank Sinatra for me, and shouting from the rooftops if I asked.
Because you helped me discover myself and believe in me and everything I do.
Because you make me feel better about myself than I ever thought I could be.
Because if I didn't stop now, this list would never end.

Baby, I can't wait to see you on Sunday. XoXoXo -Me