I wrote once on a little piece of blue paper that falling in love with you was the most significant event of my life. It was true then and true it remains. Falling in love with you changed me by changing the way I saw the world, which changed the way I engaged with the world, which changed the way the world responded to me. I know I’ve talked about this at least several times, but the impact of your effect on me is so profound that it deserves many restatements.

I know what you mean when you talk bout Imposters Syndrome. I experience similar feelings about myself with you, so I’ll say to you what I think you would say to me: I know you are not perfect and I love you anyway. To that, I’ll add that I do not want a perfect man because that’s only half a man.

You are so many things. I want all of them. I love you.