i want to write for love in the same way i choose you again, and again, and again, every day, despite my fears. despite your fears. i want to write for the kind of love that is persistent. persevering. almost bothersome with how much it invades my life.

that’s what i mean, my angel. when i say you make me want to write. you changed the very foundation of my philosophy in writing. and you think you haven’t done enough for me? that’s laughable.