Stephanie Writes

If i painted a picture of your perfect form it would not do you justice. If words could show how much I appreciated you then the expressions of verbs would be galore. I often struggle with what to say, but the birth of such feelings are many. I am thankful for God creating a person as beautiful as you.

You spilled wine all over my brand new dress! Now I know why I am such a mess. Head swirling with thoughts of anger. Mind tingling with anticipation to let you know how I feel. The thrill is over the fire is out the water wasted. Let's go on to the next show where I scream and shout at the top of my lungs. You ruined my pretty little dress , so shiny and new. You ruined my pretty little dress so now  I have to ruin you.