I Love You, Too

Your red hair flows much better when you're in my arms.

I promise that I mean you no harm, but I thought you'd like to know how beautiful you really are, and I believe that all the scars that stain my ugly arms were worth every second I spent waiting for you.

I don't mean to be a bother, but may I say how wonderful you look in that dress, and I am a mess, although I think you'll be able to clean me up pretty well with your enchanting smell of wonderful things that can bring me the type of feelings that I have only dreamed of.

I wish you were here right now, I know it's selfish of me, but I wish you were always here, whispering in my ear, with the voice of an angel about how much you love me, and how much you care, and how you've saved me from despair.

Oh, if you only knew, if you only knew how much I really love you, but I can't find the words, so this will have to do.

I love you, too.