We

Dear, dearer, dearest John, 

you have succeeded in transforming yours truly (because truly, I am yours) from a "me" to a "we". And I will put down my groceries to kiss you in my garage. And I will let you rearrange the pillows to your liking. And I will let you take the rest of the enchiladas for lunch. And you will dance to my silly songs. And you will feed me sliced kiwis with the skin still on. And you will always go with me to take out the garbage. And we will smile in our sleep. And we will never see the end of a movie. And we will cause a visceral reaction in others in regards to our "we".

I have been falling in love with you since the first time I witnessed your pupil threaten to swallow the blue iris of your eye.