Day 25: A letter to your significant other.

 Dear Taylor,

You moaned about me not saying anything about you in my blog. I told you to be patient. Patience is virtue. Something you gotta learn. I am ignoring your 'no, thank you', which I am pretty sure its your first response reading the previous sentence.

The first thing you said something about me is asking our mutual friend a question, instead of me! What's up with that? Your question was "Is she hearing or deaf?". Who knew that question was just a beginning of our story? Who knew my spontaneous road trip around the United States would lead me to you?

Although, we are currently about 2,150 miles apart but that doesn't stop you from making me smile stupidly.

I am used to being on my own, and doing my things on my own. Having you wanting me to share what I am doing, that is entirely something new. Having you willing to learn what I am passionate about, even though it bores you. You would say "that's nice" and a pat on my head after whatever I rambled about. But you do ask me questions afterwards, anyway. That is something I value greatly.

You're a funny guy, and people like you. You're creative with your insults, and I like 'grumpy old hag' for whenever I complain about something. I find it amusing. You don't take things seriously and it makes lot things easier. You're easy to get along with. You're chill, dude. But what they don't see often is your serious side. I get to see that and its something that I don't want to share. It's like my little secret information about you that I am not going to share. I am always learning something new about you. It makes you all more interesting.

I always wanted to go to zoo on a date and you went with me. And during my favorite kind of weather, a rainy and gloomy day! You told me that I made no sense for going to zoo on day like that but you came anyway. You walked around the zoo for nearly 6 hours with me in that gloomy weather. It was wonderful. Who am I talking about, you're amazing for not complaining about how long we were at zoo or about staying outside under the drizzle. Just because it was something I wanted to do.

You're the someone I can share my interest in comic books. You're the someone I can enjoy taking a hike with, even though I'm always chasing after you because I have short legs - thanks a lot. You're the someone I can experiment my cooking on - no cheese, I promise... kind of. You're the someone I can enjoy doing nothing together.

Honestly, at first, I didn't want anything serious because I don't know what my future is like when I first met you. And I still don't. I don't know where I will go and all I know that I will go wherever my life leads me to. My life led to Seattle, and to you. But like I said, I will go wherever my life leads me so I came to Texas and leaving you behind. I was concerned about that, that is my major reason why I hesitated about getting into something more with you.

But that didn't stop you. I am glad that it didn't stop you.

Just that, today marks 60 days left before I can see you again. I love you like the old crazy cat lady loves her cats.

Missing you and your third nipple,

Danica