You know. We really do have an odd relationship dynamic. I've been sitting here trying to think of how to explain it. But I can't. Instead, I scribbled chibis. Go figure right?

All I know is I love her. She loves me. I've never been as happy as she makes me. No one else compares. I'm hers. She's mine. And I wouldn't want it any other way. If collars were more socially accepted (and comfy, let's be honest, no one likes sweaty collar line in summers)... I'd wear it every day.

I'm still terrible at titles though, as usual~~