Baby, I have no idea how this will end. Maybe the equator will fall like a Hula-Hoop from the earth’s hips and our mouths will freeze mid-kiss on our eightieth anniversary. Or maybe tomorrow my absolute insanity combined with the absolute obstacle course of your communication skills will leave us like a love letter in a landfill. But whatever, whenever, however this ends I want you to know right now, I love you forever.
I may not have gone where I intended to go, but I think I have ended up where I needed to be.