I'm not sure if I'll have time to post this on Valentine's day so I'm going to go ahead and post it now. As some of you may know this year, 2010, will be the year that I marry the woman that has loved me unconditionally long before I would admit that I loved her back. I don't do well with love or mushy things, so she's had to put up with a lot of unromantic gifts and holidays. I'm called an emotionless robot often by Melissa, even though I do try to show my love as best I can. Truth is, if it's not humor I just don't know how to express the emotion. So I'll try and do the best that I can in this writing. How did I know Melissa was the "one" for me? Well, I was watching, or reading I can't remember which now, something on soliders and I was sickened to learn that when some of these soliders were returning home from battle missing an arm or a leg, or if they were badly burned or misfigured in any way, the women that they loved, and were so looking forward to see again, weren't happy to see them, but disgusted by them and would leave this poor broken man at the time when he needed love the most. This led me to thinking, and I realized that the woman I had wouldn't do that to me. I could see in her eyes that she loves me for the me that I am, not just my twisted steel and sex appeal. When ever I was depressed, which was a great deal when we first met, she was there to breath life back into me. The fact that she still wanted to see me again after our first meeting when I hadn't showered, had cuts all over my face and arms, a broken rib, and had to borrow a roommates car to go meet her is beyond me. You see, When Melissa and I were to meet was about a week earlier than when we did meet. I was in a horrific car accident days before we were to to on a blind date. When the friend that was setting us up told Melissa that we couldn't meet due to my injuries the first thing Melissa wanted to know was if there was anything she could do for me. She was willing to help some guy that she hadn't even met yet, who she didn't even know if she would be attracted too, or even like in the least. I honestly don't think she saw love at first sight when we met, but luckly for me she stuck around and gave me a second chance so I could shower and shave and take her on proper date. We have our issues like everyone else, there appear to be some parts of me that she could do without. But I can only be me, the me she fell in love with. And even now that she's turning into bridezilla, yes I'm going to be the dog house for calling her bridezilla, I can only still love her, in hopes that once this whole wedding thing is over with I'll get my Melissa back. So Melissa thanks for being there for me, and loving me. I look forward to starting a new chapter of our lives together starting September 11th 2010. May our love only grow as we age.
I Love you with all my heart, my boo-boo kitty f**k,