You will never read this letter, but that's okay. I'm afraid to send you letters because way back in April, I used to send them to you and I would be disappointed when you didn't write back. It's okay - I understand that's just how you are. This is our 10th month in our relationship, and I've learned to accept your faults and find them almost cute. You don't write letters or poetry like me because it's just not you. You're horrible when it comes to words. You almost always say the wrong thing at the wrong time. You don't call a whole lot. You don't put cute things about me in your profile or anything, like I do for you. You act like an ass when your friends are around you. And you can't even enter the same room as me without getting a boner. Those are some of your faults in a nutshell. But it's not you in a nutshell. It's true that you don't always say the right thing, but that makes the times when you do 100 times sweeter because it's not expected. You will just randomly call me sometimes and say something like, "Baby, you're the best thing that has ever happened to me" and it makes all the times you said something stupid just disappear. And when you do call me, you leave me voicemail. Sometimes you will sound really sleepy and say, "I'm so sorry I didn't call you last night. I fell asleep. I love you so much. Muah." Other times, you will sound really goofy and stumble over your words like, "Hey babe. I'm at work, so um...give me a call...when you get this? Okay? So yeah, whatever you're doing, give me a call. I get off at 10. Yeah. Love you, bye." Your voicemail messages always make me happy, no matter what they sound like. The sweeter ones bring tears to my eyes, and the goofy ones make me laugh. And when we finally talk, you'll tell me how much you miss me. And it also may be true that you're always horny, but in a way because it makes me feel attractive. Remember when you were really sick with the flu awhile ago and you were telling me how you couldn't even think about sex, but the minute you heard my voice you got hard? That was so sweet in a gross way. It makes me feel special that I'm the only one who can have that power over you. And I want you to know that you have more power over me then you will ever know. If I'm having the most horrible week of my life, if I see your gorgeous blue eyes looking into mine or those full lips of yours smiling at me, I am more happy then I have ever been, just in that one moment. I love you more then you could ever comprehend. I think I've made it clear before that I want to spend the rest of my life with you. I've felt that way since the first day you asked me to be your girlfriend. That very first day in January when you said you were falling for me. It had snowed that day, and it was so beautiful. We talked on the phone all day while I sat on my porch and looked at the snow. I knew then that I wanted to be your wife one day - and I know it now more than ever. I want to have your little curly-haired blue-eyed babies. I want to be next to you when you wake up, and running to the door every day to greet you when you come home from work. I know you don't like thinking that far into the future, but I do - and as far as I'm concerned, these 10 months could turn into 100 years and I would perfectly happy.
I love you, and I always will.