day one...

i keep resisting typing a text to you. how ridiculously much i'm missing you right now. wanting share even the littlest thing. cos i know you'd laugh with me... or sometimes at me. the way you'd say "silly poons" or "my silly handsome man" and most of all wondering what kind of a day you had.

and this being wimbledon season... how you'd give me updates with your trademark puns...

miss you my love. and sending all the most positive and warm loving thoughts.

your poons

1510: number of days between 5 may 2004 to 22 june 2008 (numerology: 7, the number of completion, how appropriate)