Love, it's Sunday morning. You are docked at port, I'm sure. Only 2 hours away from me and I wish I could drive there to see you. To tell you what I want to say, to your face.
Your smile was the last thing I thought of before I drifted off to sleep last night. I miss you so much. I am still waiting on your response. Still hopeful.
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In early December of 2011, I met the man of my dreams aboard a cruise ship. I was a guest, he was the maitre'd. On formal night, I wore a see-through dress to dinner and he made me feel like I was the most beautiful girl on the Carnival Sensation. He stole my heart in the little moments we shared. Since then, there hasn't been a day gone by that I haven't thought of him.
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