This Is For You, Sweetheart

When we met I was not looking for love ; I simply wanted a friend. So much for that plan, huh?
I fell for you, in love with you, so quickly my head still spins when I think of it. With every message, gift, story comment, whiteboard post and phone call you become more and more dear to me.
I am so at ease with you.
You are sunshine and brightness for me.
I take delight in your voice and your laughter.
Your sense of humor, your wit, never fail to bring a smile to my face.
Your positive spirit lifts my spirit.
I know it is foolish, but I am allowing a small part of me to hope (not expect, but hope) that one day we will meet face to face. (I'll make you that special breakfast that has, for me, become symbolic of our being together.) The chances of our meeting are so very slim, I won't let myself dwell on it because the sadness would get in the way of my taking such delight in our relationship and drain away the energy I find in it.
You are wonderful, Sweetheart. You are the most delightful and adorable woman I've ever known. I am so glad you are in my life.
Thank you for being here.
Thank you for being you.
Thank you for being.
I adore you...I love you...thank you for loving me.


P.S. I wish I could help you win that bet!