A journey of short love notes and sweet words, and often funny sayings that come from the love of my life, Ooma. Ooma = object of my affection.
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
...then he found me
Ooma posted this song on my social networking wall a few weeks after we started dating. He would tell me (and still does) that before he met me, he'd been on numerous dates with other women: that he was dead inside and never thought that he would find or deserved love again, but I have awakened all those feelings that come with love, and he no longer feels numb.
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