dear daniel dearest,

i'm feeling oddly nostalgic. can you please do the honor of holding my hand while we lick a melting ice cream cone in the driveway of mcdonald's? i just want to see you smile and kiss my nose.

but maybe you will do these things and i'm just too afraid to ask. i really hope it's true. i really, really do.

maybe i'll do just that now.

with all the love in the world,
dawn