Dr. Valenstein

Exactly seven years ago, my phone rang. My stomach jumped when I realized it was the boy I liked. "I got you a dozen roses, but they don't mean anything", said he. Bluff; called.

To Jack: I love you more with each passing day. You have made me happier than I ever thought possible, and I cannot imagine this world without you. Cheers to another seven, if humanity survives 2012.

Note: There is a platform involved in this photo. Boyfriend is indeed not one head shorter than I.