I love you like you’re the last of my kind. It is as if you speak the same language as I, yet no other is able. To be around you is like finally not being alone – as if all my life I’ve been isolated, in a windowless room, in a doorless room… and then suddenly you walk in as if strolling over a summer meadow. How is that you are so much more than sunshine? How is it you breathe life when no other can? Why is it you are my medicine? Who could love me more than you? So, my love, know this – while I breathe I am yours in mind, body, and soul.