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I love the way your lips feel against my tongue.

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Dear You,

You're in the next room, dozing. I can just see your foot hanging over the edge of the bed through the crack in the door from when the cat pushed it open.

There are not words to describe how much I love you.

It's hard to believe it's been close to five and a half years since we met. It makes me feel terribly old to think about, and also makes me look back at myself and think I was so terribly young when it happened.

When I can truly and honestly say that I know I'm more in love with you now than I was then, I think that this is probably forever. Most marriages that are going to fall apart, do so in the first year, right? Four years and counting, I'm still head over heels for you.

I am so lucky to have you. More than lucky - blessed. The gods saw fit to give me such a strong and brilliant love, and I could never thank them enough for that.

You are my treasure, my goddess, my everything. There is no one in the universe I would rather be with.

Thank you for loving me. Thank you for letting me love you.

One day, we'll grow old together, and when we're grasping weakly to life, ready to let go and move on, I hope that I can live for just one moment longer than you. Just one moment. Because I don't want you to ever have to live in a world without me.

Maybe I'm building myself up too much, but I don't care. I know you love me as madly and deeply as I love you - I know. You just don't put such sappy flowery words to it.

Be mine, forever. Be my ain true love.

Always and forever, I will remain

Your Angel