L.O.V.E - DEAREST HEART

Dearest heart,

Live Our Visionary Experience

I have many names for LOVE, remember I used to write them on your chest and whisper it in your ears, those were good times.

I remember the first time I realised that I loved you, well I didn’t really tell you, I wrote it to you. It was just after our first official fight and I wrote you to ‘pour my heart out’, and as I ended the letter I wrote, ‘love you’ in a careless hand, then I looked at the words again and scrubbed it out and wrote ‘I LOVE YOU’.

That was my moment of realisation!

Luck Over Violent End

I have often counted the ways I love you, the reason I love you, but they get too long, but my love for you I think can be encapsulated in what you do when we go out anywhere together.

I always noticed that whenever I had gone out with other people in the past and I did my ‘waka’ about, they stood next to me sulking because I was talking to other people or alternatively went away to sulk,...... either way there was sulking involved.

With you it was different, even when we were just friends, you would go out with me, maybe hang around when I’m doing the social butterfly thing, and you’ll introduce yourself to people, strike up conversation while always keeping me in your sight. When you got bored, you would go and sit down, buy me a drink, and every time I turned, you would smile at me where you were being chatted up by some bimbette.

Then i’d come over to you, you’d draw me close and push the drink in my hand, always saying ‘at least wet your whistle with all the talking you are doing’, I’d laugh and be off again flitting from place to place, and anytime I flitted over to you, you would let me land and calm me down.

Dancing was always an issue for you, you are the king of the 2 step.

Of course this did not stop you from getting on the floor with me, when I wanted to boogie on down and when you got tired you would go and sit down, find a chair and keep it for me. When I got tired, you would pull me down to the chair massage my feet while we whisper all types of nonsense to each other, about this person and that, and finally when I succumbed to sleep/ exhaustion, you would put my head on your shoulder to keep me comfortable, and when it was time to go, you would carry me into the car.

Your love has made me grateful for the little things in life, it has made me listen to Nat King Cole, it has made me want to understand love in the fullest sense.

My dearest heart, my Lifetime Of Vivacious Enjoyment.

With all my love, always.