Mark

My dearest Mark,

          You… Are my partner. You’re my mate. You’re my husband. You’re my best friend. You’re my companion. You’re my best friend. You take my flaws and you turn them into perfection in your eyes. When we did get together, I had doubts about letting you into my heart and my life, but I guess now I’m glad I let you in. Well, as much as I would allow. You pretty much took my heart, but you’ve broken it a few times also. More times than I care to remember and I’ve regretted ever meeting you on some occasions. When we had that really bad fight, I remember packing my bags. I left you once again. I had no intentions of ever coming back into your life, ever. You hurt me that bad.

          You’ve managed to break down my walls, only to have me pull them back up. You make me laugh and smile. When I’m with you, my heart lightens up and my life feels lighter. I feel warm inside and I sometimes hate that. But on the plus side, I feel okay…

          I know I don’t say it as often as I should, but you of all people know that I don’t do chick-flick moments. I don’t tell you much I love you. How much I’m grateful you’ve stayed by me… You’re my rock, you’re my shelter. Most wives would take advantage of their husbands and how much they love their wives, but me? I don’t. I have no reason too. You take care of me and that’s all I ask for. I don’t ask you to spend a lot of money on me like most wives do. I don’t ask you to buy me expensive jewelry on me, or to buy me clothes. I don’t ask you to take me out to dinner or to have a romantic evening. I don’t ask you to wait on me hand and foot. I don’t ask you to pamper me… I have no reason to ask you. Do you want me to ask you to pamper me? We haven’t had a good conversation in a long while…

Your darlin,

Sam.