Hi baby!

Since we both are on some rocky seas at the moment, I have decided to give you a present! Yes!! A present just for you. :)

A first aid kit. For your heart. When you get down, or your mind starts running amok, read this. It is for you and you alone. From a place that I had no idea existed in me:

Dear Kathy,
     I don't like you all that much. You stink when you fart, you can be snarky and stubborn, and complain a LOT. And you put your underwear on backwards.  When you get older you will be wrinkly and bitchy and mean. 
    I have a sickness. I can't get enough of you. I want all the stinky, wrinkly, bitchy meanness you throw at me, and I want it all.  Because I am terribly in love with you. I was just kidding about the not liking you part. ;)

     Love is a word invented for us. As much as it frustrates the shit out of me you not doing something about your living situation, I know it is from a good heart that your lack of movement comes from. THIS MAKES ME LOVE YOU MORE! How the hell is this possible? You are living with a guy and I am patient when anyone in their right mind would run screaming!!  The reason? Because I know you. And even though things seem fucked up, I really get it. Yes my life would be exponentially easier, and in turn yours would be if just for this gesture, but you needed to see me be truly patient with our love.  I really get it. You are so beautiful on the inside I often forget your external beauty.
     We are each an army in a war, separated by circumstance. We are both fighting to get back to each other. How romantic is that? It is like we are living in a movie, except our happy ending is almost guaranteed.
Keep your head up baby. If I can be positive, surely you can be. And very soon, almost a blink, we will be together, I will shower you in help, and kisses, and love you have only got a taste of. A new family built from the ashes of life beating us down, an existence that not only will inspire jealousy, but also a deep knowledge that all that cross our path shall benefit from. 

Turn those underroos around woman, and get ready for a great life. I love you baby.

-Mark