Three years ago to the week I asked a certain boy out for a late lunch at the Cosi in Rittenhouse Park, Philadelphia. Barely a week later I asked if he wanted to have dinner with me and catch a movie, clearing stating the words "Would you like to see a movie... like a date?"
1095-days later, we are celebrating the third anniversary since I worked up the courage to send that faithful AIM message.
Here's to the my lover, best friend, punching bag, favorite chef, shoulder to cry on and the guy who's weird form of snoring I have come to adore.
Love you,
Ang Moh
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