An open letter to you
I hope I didn't shock or suprise you too badly when I said I think of you as my wife. I've said it before; you know it, I know, but still. It made me very happy when you said "I wish". It really did.I wanted to tell you that I can't think of any way that I could feel more like you were my wife than I do now. Yes, I know, we don't live together, don't sleep together, all that jazz -- but still, it's how I feel.
You know my soul, you know me more intimately than either of the other women I've been "married" to. You know my thoughts, my desires, my weaknesses. You show you care in such meaningful ways, ways that are meaningful to me. I love the way you ask me to do things, I love the things you do for me. I love the easy way we have of communicating. It's more than I ever dreamed was possible.
It all ties in to how you always say you're not my responsibility. And you're right, you're not. No one is, except for me and my son, and him only until he's old enough to be his own. But still, it's why I worry so much about you, why I want to do so much for you, with you, to help you. As much as I can. It's why I try to make you my respsonsibility, insofar as anyone can be, and insofar as you'll let me.
You are the wife of my heart. And always will be.
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