To my one-day Friday-someone,

I want a Friday kind of love. Fridays are full of possibility. Anything could happen. I want the first three months to feel like the song Elevator Love Letter by Stars. I want that possibility and recklessness and passion that only comes knowing there’s so much that could happen, and never mind that sometimes it doesn't live up to your expectations.

Eventually though, the Fridays will turn into the Tuesdays and Wednesdays, and that's okay with me. But right now, I want a Friday kind of love. With you. My one and only you.

Love,

You know who