So turns out I’m not as broken as I thought I was.
I’ve been dating Eddie for a little over two months now and who would have guessed, I really like him.
I mean, who else is going to wake up at 5:30 a.m. on his day off to cook you breakfast because you have to be at work at 7 on a Saturday? Eggs, chicken sausage, toast, coffee and a salad…
Who else is going to suggest a picnic on the last day before he leaves for a conference in Chicago, then take you to your favorite rice pudding shop?
Who else is going to call you any chance he gets from Chicago because he loves you, misses you, wishes you were there…
Who else WANTS to be the guy that buys your tampons?
Looks like distance really does make the heart grow fonder.
Eddie, come home <3
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