I never planned to fall in love with you. I mean, I knew how easy it would be to do so. You are you, and that's a pretty incredible thing to be, but I never planned it; I never planned for it. I knew what I was getting into. I knew your situation, our differences, the struggle it would be to have any meaningful connection at all. You said yourself, I was just supposed to be a hook up. Love...? Not really a card I saw myself pulling. When it happened, I knew there was no turning back. I knew this was a love you don't walk away from unscathed. And I haven't. I think what made my conversion to loving you so irreversible was when you started loving me back. I can't describe accurately the moment you realize that the person you want most in the world wants you back. All I can say is that it is at once exhilarating and frightening beyond belief. I mean, she loves you, and if she loves you, she can stop loving you, and how much worse would that be than anything else ever? So, being a man, a real man, a brave man that does manly things like keep promises and does what he says he's going to do; I went all in. I decided that if this was going to be the end all sort of love that would reshape my existence or shatter it, I was going to walk straight into it, eyes wide. That's what I've been doing ever since, bumps and bruises and broken hearts along the way. Tell the truth, I don't regret a single second of it. You make me better. That's a rare thing. You do not make me want to be better, you make me better, period. Let that resonate for a second. You once told me that you have nothing to offer me. What better contribution to a relationship can there be than making your partner a more valuable, successful human being? Isn't that the definition of "something to offer"? Regardless of what job you have or what cosmic weights burden you, I am not running. I'm here to shoulder the burden along side you. I didn't plan on falling in love with you. I didn't plan on loving you for as long as I have. And I don't think you planned on loving me back, either. So, I guess, now that it is a truth of the world we live in, we love each other, maybe we should stop pretending we don't. Just a thought.