Brad Smith (jesus_h_biscuit) wrote,
Brad Smith

Could I BE More Lucky?

This is what kind of notes my beloved gives me, for no reason at all:
To My Love,

Dearest love you are to me. There are times in life when one pauses to reflect on all that has come before. One considers the bad. One considers the good. At least once a day I find myself pausing in just such a reflection. Each time I think of you and my heart swells. I am so lucky to have you in my life. I can recall a period in my life when I thought I would never find anyone with whom I could build a life, a home. Those times were very dark for me. There was a lot of loneliness and pain. I do not look fondly upon those times. But then I met you, my dearest Brad. And together over the last six years we have built a life and a home together. I could not imagine a life without you. I don't believe in soul-mates, but if I did than that's what you would be to me. We are very much connected and share the strongest of bonds. I count myself very lucky and very wealthy to have you as part of my life.

I love you so very much, my dearest Brad.

Yours Always And Forever,
I hate to get all Sound Of Music on your asses, but...
Perhaps I had a wicked childhood
Perhaps I had a miserable youth
But somwhere in my wicked, miserable past
There must have been a moment of truth

For here you are, standing there, loving me
Whether or not you should
So somewhere in my youth or childhood
I must have done something good

Nothing comes from nothing
Nothing ever could
So somewhere in my youth or childhood
I must have done something good...
Tags: damien, love, my favorite things
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