I promise to stop chasing your shadow in my dreams
I promise to stop bringing up your name in every conversation
I promise to finally accept that God believes in second chances
I promise to finally be honest about what I feel about you… So, here goes:
I hope you hit the big toe of your right foot against a huge stone and I hope it hurts! A LOT!
I hope someone farts in an elevator just before you get on
I hope your hair starts to fall out, not all at once so you’d notice but slowly, so that by the time you’re 50, it will all be gone
I hope your next girlfriend is ugly. Oh no, I don’t mean that or do I? No, maybe… okay definitely not as beautiful as me though
I hope you get food poisoning and spend your entire birthday in the toilet leaking from both ends
And finally, I really hope you find your princess and you’re insanely happy all of your life because I already am
And I promise to never ever regret loving in permanent ink.