I prepared to write to you tonight by reading the first handful of blogs I ever wrote to you. I have just aways been so in love with you. I have always wanted to be in this life with you. I have wanted to make sure that you always knew how much I love you.

And, of course, I still feel all those things. I am still so in love with you. I still want to be in this life with you—more than ever, actually. And I still never want you to have any doubt that I am head over heels in love with you.

I act so stupid sometimes. I am so sorry.