Dear Joshua,

You never know but I love you enough to fight for you even if I had to battle with the other hot bombs you come across in your life; this includes the hot trans you saw at Clarke Quay that you named the the 9th World Wonder, compromise for you even if you choose to wear the same boxers over a week because those pair of boxers always get you in the naughty mood and sacrifice myself for you; both emotionally and physically, if need be.

Enough to miss you incredibly when we're apart; even where we're staying starts with the same letter it just seem so far, no matter what length of time it's for and regardless of the distance; Singapore is still small. For we know there's a thing called dreams, dreams that bring people to gether, and dreams can go beyond what you can imagine if you had to take a cold shower the following morning.

Enough to believe that our relationship is not purely sexual to stand by it through the worst of time; I'll still continue making love to you even if fake orgasms was what I got coz you're worth it. To have faith in our strength; I'm not a sportswoman but you choose to believe that I'm still as flexible, and to never give up on us. Period.

Enough to spend the rest of my life with you, even if you had chronic spasm due to the eyebrows you love to raise vigorously whenever you're feeling horny. Be there for you when you need me; especially when you're 70 and you can't tell between condoms and rubber gloves or want me. Since the rate of Singaporeans making love are pretty low, with you around I'll never be on that list, as such I can't bear to leave you or live without you. I love you too, many many.

Yours Lovingly,
Dayana

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