68. I am hopelessly in love with you.

So, every time I start to begin to write, I get sidetracked by looking at the picture you sent this morning of yourself flipping me off. It just feels good to rest my eyes on your handsome face.

What I wouldn’t give to be in that bathtub at the hot springs in Utah with the sun rising, knowing we had nine more sunrises together. I know that dwelling in my memory like this takes me out of the present moment, but I just cannot help myself. I miss you.

I loved being together this afternoon and evening on the phone. In case you weren’t aware, talking to you puts a big smile on my face. I am so grateful we found so much time in which to have the many different discussions we had today.

I think the world of you, Craig. Having you in my life is an enormous gift. I am still falling further and further in love with you with each passing day. It’s pretty incredible.

It is late. I am tired. I can’t wait to see you. I can’t wait to hear your sexy voice. I can’t wait to touch you everywhere. I can’t wait for all the kisses. I can’t wait to wake up in a world where you and I are in love with one another.