Gobsmacked.

Oh, babygirl… I was just going to write you something tonight about how you are an absolute vision… but then that…

sigh

I'm sorry… I know, I hope that ❤️ said more than I know how to say… there… in that space… But babe… I saw that, earlier today, and thought of you… but thought… no, I can't… can I?

And then you went and did.

And I wish I had because it hit me square in the chest and here I am still blinking through it…

And I want to make you feel that.

Because that's what you to do me.

And that's what I can only hope I'll ever do to you.

Gosh, I love you, sweet thing… And I never stop wondering why you love me so well…

But, yes… the same goes for you: Where you go, I'll go. Where you stay, I'll stay.

Always.

Love you.
Yours.

PS — Did you… was that last one…? Naw, surely not…