This is where I was supposed to list all the reasons why I love you and think you're incredible. But I was having trouble getting started- not for lack of reasons, but because there were so many. Do I list the physical things, like how I love your hands, or the way you hold a cigarette? The way I love looking at your face, just because it is beautiful in a very classical, faery-tale kind of way? Or do I list the other reasons, like how you make me feel as though the world were constantly glittering and on the edge of some wonderful adventure.
I'm still not sure. So I guess I'll just talk about things I notice, your effect on me, how I am usually so excited to get home in the evenings that by the time the bus reaches Redondo I'm already standing at the door, hopping on one foot and impatiently muttering under my breath about bus drivers who don't drive fast enough. Or about how when i'm working on my computer, like now, I'm always keenly aware of where you are in the house, and how I usually can't keep myself from jumping up every few minutes to go into your room and touch you, re-verify your existence.
I do love you devotedly and gorgeously. I wish I had better command of the language, or that I felt comfortable enough to resort to someone else's poetry. But I don't. I just love you, all of me loves you.
And I'm so very lucky to know and be near you.