Thursday, August 18, 2011

Sam II

Dearest Sam,
 I hate when you're in a funk and pull away... You know I'll support you even more then. Just hate seeing you down or really stressed as hell.
 And hell yes, I'll make you the happiest woman in the world. You know I'll always roll with you, babe.
To be honest... I feel the same way with you. I'm damn lucky that you love me. And I admit, I wasn't sure at first if you were just an overzealous fan or if you truly did love me, but you kept workin' at my defenses. You broke through and pulled out the caring person that I didn't know I had. And I trust you so much.
 When we met, I wanted to make you mine, and you surprised me with how much you wanted me as yours, how much you still do. And to be honest, I will always want you here with me, keeping me sane and happy.
 I wish I had told you back then how much I love you, but we have each other now, always will.

Always and forever your man,
Mark

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