Mon Amour 1/24/10

Mon Amour,

I miss you so terribly. It is such a pain to think that when I do see you again it will not be for eternity. The pain of existence has become apparent to me only in love. Only now have I seen what it is to experience the suffering of a void. But, luckily I'm not the first. I will not make the mistakes of those who came before me, who tried to scheme their way around it. My solution is this: to love you fully, deeply, wholly, without fear. When I put my arms around you all of my being shall hold you, and when I kiss you, it will be as though only your lips have ever tasted infinity. I will love you, cherish you, and adore you with every ounce of my being.

Yours Truly

Come Home 12/3/09

Well,

I've just come home, to our home, alone. After drinking, but not drunk. God freaking damn do I love you. I love how every time I look at my phone you're there. So perfect and beautiful and special. I wish you were here right now for squeezing and kissing. I hope I tell you enough times that you are so wonderful. I hope I tell you enough that you believe it. I know you are mine, but I still feel the need to ask you to be mine over and over again. Come home and get into bed. I miss you dearly, and love you immensely.

Yours Truly

After a too long hiatus 10/26/09

Afternoon sweetheart,

Well, I have been quite quite delinquent here. "Love Letter A Day" hardly... almost 3 weeks without a posting, I'm ashamed to say. Well, I hope you know that I love you more than ever. That I'm missing being with you terribly. That I'm in fact, very sad to be so far from you right now. I have really been missing putting my daily reflections about your amazingness and how much I love you down on paper (digital paper). But more than anything I just can't take it anymore. I hurt. I ache. I hate feeling like this. It's like when you get cold and wet and even if you dry off you're still cold until you get a hot bath or shower. Well you are what will warm me up now. So come here already.

Yours Truly

A silly frisky one 10/7/09

Tee hee,

I miss your unbelievably cute little butt. Love it love it.  I love looking at it, and squeezing it, and rubbing it when you wear a silky dress in public and having you yell at me but secretly love it. I love your skinny little waist.  I love holding you by it and picking you up by it and having my hand around it while we watch a movie.  Oh I think you need a little waist grab followed by a good butt squeeze and maybe a gentle pat (spank, tee hee).  Oh man do I miss you, and your face and your kisses and your hair.  Your big big eyes and your cheeks that are so cute, kisses won't do only bites.  Lots of little nibbles all over your crazy cuteness.  And tickles.  Tickles on your tummy and your sweet little feet and your armpits.  Tickles and nibbles and squeezes and everything.  Secret time in a little sheet and blanket tent.  Little silly pranks and sneakups.  And your unbelievably adorable butt.

Yours Truly

Short and Sweet (like you) 10/6/09

Hiii,

I am so sleepy.  I think you are the best.  You are so cool.  Your friends are really cool.  You are great at making really fun interesting things happen.  You are so vivacious and always are up to do something interesting, much more so than I am.  I love the way you go about your day, your life with care, even if you are a bit of a klutz.  Cuter and more acute than your klutziness is your penchant for misplacing things. It's all freaking adorable. From your pajamas to your cute outfits, to your gorgeous dresses.  It's all just amazing. Love it.

Love you.

Yours Truly

I don't know what to call this 10/5/09

Hello Hello,

This is a pretty fun little project.  I like how you pretend like you don't care when there's a letter or not, but I know you're kinda bummed when I don't write one.  The good news is I love telling you how much, and all the ways I love (and desire) you.  I like to think about the fact that you get to have this for as long as you want, that it's always there for you even when I can't be (which I hope will be less and less).  In a year, two years, three years, four years, five, ten, twenty years, you'll still have this, you'll still know how much I love you.  And, if I haven't made it obvious or clear enough (or convinced you that it isn't just a cliche) I love you more and more every day.  Really though, every morning I love you more than the last, it's really wonderful.  So don't you worry, whenever you read back on these letters and think "Wow, Buzzy REALLY loved me back then..." rest assured: I will always love you more.

Yours Truly

Chilly 9/30/09

Hello snuggles,

It's just before October and the autumn chill has come in. Walking home tonight I knew that all that was missing was getting under a blanket with you when I got home. It's the kind of night where we'd leave the window open a little bit, and end up so close to each other under the comforter. I just love sleeping in a room that's cold but a bed that's warm, and you would be the ultimate bedwarmer. I think I just realized that for me, if I should have a near death experience and was in a dream-like happy place, it'd be in bed with you on a night like this. Feeling your soft warm body snuggle up closer and closer (even when it seems we can't be closer). Come visit me soon in my bed on a night like this.

Yours Truly