Baby, I am so exhausted that i am afraid I don’t have it within me to fully describe the enormity of my love and passion for you. However, I refuse to totally fail my self imposed duty to honoring my love for you in prose, so I will be brief.

You are wonderful. You inspire love. Looking at you awakens a raw and ultra-human part of me that seems to have existed before I was born. The love I feel for you has never waited for my recognition. It recognizes me. I am its natural extension.

Seeing you f gf eating a pedicure with a fresh haircut made me feel like everything was right in the world. You were being cared for. All was as it should be. My sweetzy. My Craig. My endless love.

I will spend the rest of my life loving you, and when I die my love for you will simply linger in whatever it is this universe is made of, just like it always has. As it always was. It will always be.