You're

all I want.

You and Nich to be happy.

Him being happy is on him, nothing anyone else can do about it really.

You.

Thats it.

Nothing else.

I mean who else brings baklava to go with bbq?

Just you as far as I know lol.

And shows up late lol.

Like I couldn't see that one coming from a mile away lol.

I remember just sitting there in the courtyard.

Babbling on about your soul and your spirit needing solitude like your body needs vitamin D.

Just looking at you right in the eyes.

Thinking: "She's perfect, it's like I always thought it would be, that voice, that accent, her skin, her hair, I just can't fucking believe this is happening...Be cool...be cool, don't fucking blow it stupid, just don't blow it."

Well?

I guess I didn't.

Blow it that is :-).

Time to take pup and visit Christian, then a couple of bills to take care of and a ride :-).

Love you.