Saturday 12 January 2013

Dear Michael,

Y'know what I really, really like about you? We have very little in common. You've seen me at literally my most embarrassing. Sometimes we drift off into complete silence. You've met my family - and despite all that, you still seem to like me.
You make me feel like I'm enough. I hope I do the same for you because - trust me - you are more than enough, in the nicest way possible. That didn't come out right. You know what I mean.
That's, um, yeah. See you later.
Katherine

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