The love we definitely deserve.

Baby…

I think we both know how it feels to be overlooked, misunderstood… loved, with conditions.

But I'm not writing about that tonight.

I wanna tell you, babe…

You?

Me?

Nearly everybody?

We deserve to be loved. Truly loved. Valued, treasured for what we are. Our hearts held tenderly by another — not just a few edges here and there, but entirely, every corner, every curve.

Seen. For ourselves, not for who someone else wants us to be.

And, let's face it… to be absolutely ravished from time to time by someone who just cannot possibly get enough of us…

Er.

Anyhoo…

That might just be me…

ahem.

But the point is, baby…

We deserve that.

You deserve it.

I deserve it.

We. Deserve. This.

No questions, no doubts.

The tautology of tautologies.

Just love.

Well earned, and well deserved.

And… perhaps most importantly…

Well given.

I love you, baby. I love you.

For everything that you are.

All of it. Every bit.

Unreservedly yours.