Significant moments, needing notoriety; tangible acts to signify the importance; such occurrences deserving of a mark in time. So much feeling, so many thoughts and emotions; a roller coaster seeking an anchor - something pure of heart to grasp. The relating of ideas and feelings; So much begs mentioning So much to share, to give, to newly own. The disjointed telling of such things, the desperate seeking out of words to express. A simple summary: I love you. But such succinctness cannot begin to describe that which makes the foundation of those three short words. You know the truth now; the depths of my heart are opened wide - exposed, naked, always true. Such greatness that comes with being believed. I want to give you nothing more or less than something solid, something reliable for your world. To imagine a time when things were different seems impossible. Were you ever not here? Could you ever not be here? Did I exist before your arrival? Such a precious thing I have been gifted - my throat tightens; my cheeks dampen, the joyous tears well up and a smile of wonder lights upon my face. I am comforted in the knowledge of your existence. Humbled by your strength of character, I lean into your arms and soak up your scent, feel your warm arms enfold me, listen with awe as you open your heart to me. Me! I feel so undeserving of such an honour. It is something to be seen with such a high regard, something to be held close to my heart, to be stored with those few things I would give my life to protect. You inspire me, to be the very best that I can be. Thank you, my love, for your faith.