Cinnamon Roll Set Up (Cinnamon Rolls and Pumpkin Spice)

Letter

One month ago

Dear Georgia,

I adore your enthusiasm. You don’t like holding back, and I love to see how things play out when you throw yourself into something new.

Except for your latest scheme to find me a date. A girlfriend. The love of my life.

I wish I could tell you how misguided your efforts are. All you have to do to find her is look in the mirror.

I know you’re doing it because you care about me and want me to be happy. How can you not see that I am happy? Every day with you, I’m happier than I’ve ever been. Is it horribly cheesy to tell you that you are the glorious sunshine of my life, and I’m content just to bask in your glow?

Yes. Very. But fear of cheesiness hasn’t stopped me from writing the rest of these letters.

What am I going to do with you, Georgia? Should I take you by the arms and tell you that the only woman I ever want to date is you? Should I admit everything I’ve been concealing for so long?

Should I just recklessly kiss you in the bookshop and see what happens?

I can’t tell you how many times I’ve imagined doing just that. However, it’s certainly the most drastic option, with the highest likelihood for a messy outcome. So kissing you senseless is off the table.

To be very, very clear: I desperately want to kiss you senseless.

Georgia, in all your searching for my dream woman, I hope you will consider yourself. Because you are all I want.

I want a love based on true acceptance and friendship.

I want a love that’s unconditional, without hidden strings or requirements.

I want a love where we can laugh together, even when days get hard.

I want a love I can rely on in good times and bad.

I want a love that’s passionate, even though we know passion is a choice.

I want you.

I can’t believe I’m saying this, but I hope you fail at something. I hope you fail in your quest to find me a date to the awards ceremony.

And I go on hoping you’ll realize that you love me just as much as I love you.

I didn’t know I was a hopeless romantic until I met you.

I didn’t know I could love this hard until you.

Yours always,

Miles