Hey,

Did you know every time it rains, I think about you?

YES, we have talked about how lovely the rain is on occasion, but I would argue that there is more to it. I associate you with water. My lungs feel deeper when it rains, the flowers get brighter, and my room feels cozy.

You take such gorgeous photos of nature. (You take gorgeous photos of everything, including yourself.) They feel so vivid and yet dreamlike. Like I could feel the wind that picks up strands of your hair, and feel my ears turn pink.

It’s honestly almost too easy to keep talking about you. So easy I worry about being redundant. To calm my nerves, won’t you spend more time with me? That way I can tell you more in detail how I love your laughter, how I adore your voice, about all the sweet ways you love the people in your life, about how you gush about things like Star Trek, about what made me fall for you.

It’s been raining all day today, and I wish I could bring you breakfast in bed. We could nap all day or watch Star Trek or Lord of the Rings or something else like a goofy movie. (The Goofy Movie? I meant like goofy MOVIES but the goofy movie works too.) I want to watch all the movies you like actually, maybe you should send me a list. You can quiz me.

Honk!

Riley