HOUSE & GARDEN
Letters to my future husband! Darling, for the 73rd time. I write you this letter. I was washing today early morning. The birds were chirping nomore. Only the winds carrying petals and leaves around, like a date chosen for bowl. They all seemed happy together. I actually, stupidly smiled along, thinking of how beautiful life would be if fate let our paths cross. I know you are out there darling but the universe hasn't yet decided upon our actual date to meet, maybe! And then at the corner of my eye, something quite, real quick caught my attention. A random towel, not it but it's tag with words written, "HOUSE & GARDEN. " I don't know what the words were intended for, that didn't matter to me. It really hit me hardest in away that, I thought of us. As in me and you, a house, a garden with butterflies. You might think that this might have made me smile but no darling, it instead made me cry when I thought of how long I've waited, for you t...