Friday, August 24, 2012

Four Hundred and Forty-Nine

Dear Callumz,

We've come so far. Look at the number we're at now. We are perfect. We've spent almost a year apart, and our feelings and our love has never dwindled; and never burned so bright.

We have something special which many will never know. The safety you feel with the knowledge that you can be with someone, together and apart, and love each other more with every breath is unrivaled; unparalleled by any other measure of happiness.

You make me happy in a thousand different ways. Each has its time and place, but each makes my smile feel increasingly bright.

You are the most perfect and unearthly man I will ever have the joy of meeting, and I am the lucky woman to spend the rest of my life with you. You cannot possibly fathom just how loudly my heart sings our song, just to know that you love me too.

"Always, I want to be with you, and make believe with you, and live in harmony, harmony, oh love."

I love you, my bunny. For eternity and a day, I am here to be your mountain flower, your girl, your wife someday.

Love always,
Kaiteh.

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