So lately I’ve been thinking about all the moments that made me fall deeper and deeper in love with you. It started on that first day when I saw you smiling at that old lady that was the first seed of love for me. I always keep thinking about our first date because out of all the dates that I’ve been on that has always been the best and most satisfying. Our conversation, the way you served me food, walking in the rain, and us singing that song together in your car always resonates with me. From that day on I knew that you were mine.
I think about our car rides when we would take long drives; laying on your arm as you drive singing songs with you and listening to your favorite songs makes me feel like If it were possible to drive to the end of the world I would be able to do that with you.
I think about the first time that you played a song for me, and how excited you were to show me a song that you made. Though at first I did not believe you could be so talented but in those first couple days you made me feel so loved and adored and it showed that that was what drove you to write such a beautiful song for me. I still watch that first recording at least once month.
I think about how we would play with each other, like when you would tag me and run away. You ran so fast that I would never be able to catch up with you so eventually would just have to stop running. I think I caught on pretty fast that you would eventually stop running so I would just stay in place till you came back to me.
I began to fall in love with you the first time that we met. You’re the most amazing and talented person that I’ve ever met and some how you chose me. But how I loved you then is nothing compared to how I love you now. I love you with everything inside of me.
So here I lay in Vacaville California while you are in Washington waiting till you come back to me.
I wish I had the talent to paint the way I feel about you, for my words always feel inadequate. I imagine using red for your passion and pale blue for your kindness; forest green to reflect the depth of your empathy and bright yellow for your unflagging optimism. And still I wonder: can even an artist’s palette capture the full range of what you mean to me?
















