I didn't get much sleep during my time at the Brandcenter. So when I was completely exhausted and delirious, I wrote love notes...to my bed.
It's times like these in the still hours of the morning, that I find myself lost in thought. Awake, but dreaming. Dreaming ... about ... you (only fitting, yes?). You are my soft and strong companion in the night. My everlasting crush. My heart. My bae. My bed. I love you.
I know we haven't seen much of each other lately, and that's on me. I feel like I'm being pulled in a million different directions, and not one of them is down. Down into the warm, soft embrace of you. It is only when we are alone in the dark that I feel completely at peace. Can't wait to see you tonight.
I can't imagine life before, or without, you. Thank you for nine wonderful years together (with a me-sized indentation to prove it). You are my rock (in a manner of speaking), that always gives me a soft place to land. There's no one I'd rather spend 1/3rd of my life with.