My love,

Before today, I have never felt the compulsion to express my emotions in the form of written word. Obviously you have some effect upon my mental well-being, for I want nothing more today than to somehow communicate my immense and overwhelming love for you in a way that you can understand just how much you mean to me.

I can almost compare true love to an overweight turkey, frolicking in a field of daisies on a sunny spring afternoon. Carefree, beautiful, warm, and bigger than anything around it.

When I am with you, I feel as though I am crossing a river naked, while on the back of an old hippopotamus. Exposed for my true self, but still secure and comfortable, and proceeding with my life's journey.

If I ever lost you, I would feel like a morcel of humgii excrement without a humgii, being either stepped on, avoided, or ignored by all those who would pass by. As if my existence would mean nothing without you here to give me meaning.

You are the overweight turkey frolicking in my field of daisies. You are the old hippopotamus carrying me across my river. You are the humgii to my morcel of humgii excrement. You fulfill me, you carry me, you complete me.

I hope this has helped you to comprehend my eternal devotion to you. I love you.

Yours until the overweight turkey ceases to frolick

Penned by my hand on the 21st of Phaestian, in the year 244 AF.