I love you, Jen.
Sometimes the English language frustrates me.
How can I take a bunch of words, the same words I use and everyone else uses everyday, and use them to describe Jen? How do I string together a bunch of signifiers from a dictionary to tell you how I feel?
So I give up. You have a couple of pictures here. You see how lovely she is. Understand that, Hallmark smarminess aside, that beauty emanates irresistably from a caring and good and artistic soul. Jen is my everyday joy, my inspiration, my reason for believing in romance. May you all find a soulmate so perfect.
Heh. And as usual, I said I wouldn't try to explain it, and then I did. Go figure. :-)
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