I Am So Infinitely Happy That He

I Am So Infinitely Happy That He Loves Me So Much, And I Pray That It Will Always Be Like This. It Won't Be My Fault If He Ever Stops Loving Me.

I Sat With Him For Three Hours And We Did Not Exchange A Single Word. At The End He Handed Me, As He Had Done Before, An Envelope With Money In It. It Would Have Been Much Nicer If He Had Enclosed A Greeting Or A Loving Word. I Would Have Been So Pleased If He Had.

Today I Bought Two Lottery Tickets, Because I Had A Feeling That It Would Be Now Or Never - They Were Both Blanks. So I Am Not Going To Be Rich After All. Nothing At All To Be Done About It.

I Want To Be A Pretty Corpse.

He Has So Often Told Me He Is Madly In Love With Me, But What Does That Mean When I Haven't Had A Good Word From Him In Three Months?