Love Letter

"You Love Me"
by Kimya Dawson

I moved around from town to town,
lots of people around but still so lonely.
Friendships would grow then I'd hit the road,
making up excuses for why I had to leave.
Always been to scared and unprepared
to let anybody get too close to me.
But when I met you, right away I knew,
that you'd never, ever, ever, hurt me.
And the road still long, and you come along,
and you hold my hand and you understand.
When I look at you I can't believe it's true,
you're all I've ever dreamed of
and you love me.


A love letter from me to you,

I love you so much, I feel like I could explode. When we met, I asked you if you wanted a lollipop, and you took one without looking at me. I was just happy that you said "sure". Then, when we sat alone in the design room behind Mrs.Davis' desk, in that little closet-of-a-room, I couldn't believe that I was sitting next to you. Thank god for bomb threats, huh?

Then our first date. I was ELATED when you asked me out. After a month of pursuing you, you finally got the nerve to ask me out. And our first date was at my cousin's house, which I think was sort-of perfect. I think you said it was the first time you had steak like that. And we went for a walk, and I told you I was lost, so that we could go back to the playground and sit on the swings. Our first kiss was no fairytale. We were both nervous, but you made up for it later.

We are two little bunnies. If there is anything about our relationship that I love the most, it is that I feel most like myself when I am with you. I feel safe, and loved, and wanted, and needed, and beautiful when I am with you. We have so much in common but we are so different. When I look into your eyes, I feel like I am looking at buried treasure. Your pretty brown eyes with lime-green rings, that sparkle when you smile. You are my best friend, and I can tell you anything, and you never once made me feel bad about it. There is an element of innocence in our relationship; a harmonious gleefulness that we share.

Everytime I lay down next to you, I think about the future. I want to be your little lady, your wife, your other half. I know you know that though. I want to give you a life where you can pull into the drive way of our little house, and know that you are going to get a kiss from me. I want to have a piggie, and a kitty, and some goldfishies. Then we could have some little kidlets, and take them to school every morning, and help them with their homework every night. I want to make you chicken salad sandwiches for lunch. I want to get wrinkly and old, and fat with you. I'm going to take care of you forever. When no one else is around, I'll be right next to you. I don't care if you never have a penny to your name, or more money than Oprah and Bill Gate combined. You will always have me when you need a shoulder to cry on, or person to laugh with, or a lover to kiss you on the neck in the middle of the night.

So when you read this, let me know. All I need is a hug and a big kiss. I love you, Stefan.

Your little baby bunny.