148. Mr. Fun Time

Dearest Craig,

How about a good old fashioned love letter?

You make me feel like a teenager again because teenage love is sweet and pure. The sweetness and purity of my love for you is a sensation that touches everything inside me. You make me feel comfortable telling you anything, like my most bestest friend ever. You make me giggle…ALOT. I want to kiss you endlessly, only to stop and whisper romantic things in your ear. You are my Mr. Fun Time.

You made me feel like a teenager when you carved our names into a tree and into a hippie bus. You make me feel like a teenager when we make out in your truck. You make me feel like a teenager because we have our songs.

I am completely smitten by how handsome you are, by your silliness, by the way you treat me like a little doll sometimes, by the way you look at me with apparent infatuation, lust, and desire. All over those things make me feel like a teenager again.

Loving you makes me feel vibrant. I love yearning for you. I love lusting for you. I love craving you even as I devour you.. All of the songs and poems about love can be traced back to you and me, because our love just feels that grand. That’s that teenage love.

My eyes light up for you. I love you eagerly. Rolling around with you, lying in your arms really was dreamlike. But I also cherish all the other ways you touch me as I go about my day when we aren’t together.. I am beyond falling hard . I am beyond reckless abandon. I am beyond in love with you.

I am hopelessly in love with you, and my love for you is sweet and pure.

Love,

Cassie