Dear Blake,
Two years?! Are you serious? Time sure flies, doesn't it. I'm glad we squeezed in a few celebrations over the weekend, seeing that today's turning into one of those crappy Monday's for both of us. Bah. Oh well, though. At least we've got each other, right? (Thanks, by the way, for spending so much of the weekend with me. The ice cream at Ivanhoe's -- it was delicious. And if the beautiful, sunny weather was your doing, as well as the fact that we got out of the childbirth class early, I want you to know that I really appreciated it. Also, the necklace is so beautiful. I don't know if you realize how thoughtful I found that gift to be.)
I'm having a difficult time putting to words how much you are to me. I mean, there are words, because there are always words, but I can't seem to conjure up the right combination that would allow me express how I feel. And besides, I think e.e. cummings can say it better, anyway. He always can say it better.
i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
i carry your heart with me(i carry it in
my heart)i am never without it(anywhere
i go you go,my dear;and whatever is done
by only me is your doing,my darling)
i fear
no fate(for you are my fate,my sweet)i want
no world(for beautiful you are my world,my true)
and it's you are whatever a moon has always meant
and whatever a sun will always sing is you
here is the deepest secret nobody knows
(here is the root of the root and the bud of the bud
and the sky of the sky of a tree called life;which grows
higher than soul can hope or mind can hide)
and this is the wonder that's keeping the stars apart
i carry your heart(i carry it in my heart)
Happy Anniversary, dear! I love you!
Love,
Lindsay
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