It's amazing... if I have to describe something in fiction I can go on for hours.
Adjectives and metaphors a-plenty, but when I'm dealing with my own emotional descriptions... I freeze up.
It's because, when I look at Miriam, there's nothing else. She fills my world and there is no room for analysis. There's just me and her, and what I feel. Something so huge that millions of poets have tried to describe it, how can I hope to sum that up in a valentines day message?
I can't. But it is enough to know that I feel that, and that she is there for me.
I love you Miriam Wilson, and I always will.