Four Hundred and Seventy-Six

Dear Callumz,

There are a multitude of things you say and do that piss me off to the nth degree.

I saw you last night, and it was great. I hadn't seen your face in a week, and I missed it- the way your eyes sparkle with the light of a flirty comment; the smooth tenderness of your lips either breaking into a grin or kissing me. The way your hands, so much bigger than mine, dart across the screen and the glimmer of your skin.

Okay, after writing this I'm not angry anymore. I love you; I love you very much. And I suppose that's what love is: finding someone you want to be with no matter what they do to piss you off.

We don't agree on everything, but we do on the stuff that matters, I guess. And we feel the same way about each other, and we both know it.

There's no secret- we love each other. Plain and simple.

Love always,
Kaiteh.