Always here.

Same, baby. Same.

Speaking of… I appreciate that warning about your socials… not sure I realized how much I'd been depending on that one particular tiny little green heartbeat until it was gone for so long…

But, see, baby. This is why we need to be together. Can't get too worried about things if I'm sitting there constantly making doe eyes at you, having to wipe drool off my chin every time you walk away, telling you you're beautiful every 5 seconds, in between the endless stream of “love you"s, can you?

But seriously, though… I know somethin's going on in that sweet heart of yours, and I might not know much about it but I know it's there and I need you to know that I am here. Always.

And baby, maybe you need to hear this especially right now: I don't love you in spite of all the things that make you you, I love you because of them. And that, babe, is the secret sauce, the reason the more I know about you the more I fall for you. Because each and every little detail I get, from the teensiest little nibble to whole big ultra-huggable corners of your soul, just prove the point:

Baby, I just fuckin' love your design, and the way it connects to mine.

And, yeah…

Need you.

Always.

Yours.