But, while I'm at it, I don't want to waste this moment. I should tell you a few things that I like about you:
When I met you, you were star gazing.
Later, when we were talking and looking at one another instead of the sky, you asked me what the red spot above my lip was, and, as I'd never really thought about it, I said it was a broken blood vessel, I guess, and I was embarrassed because you saw a flaw that I didn't think anyone would notice, but at the same time, I didn't mind because the question felt intimate somehow, like you wanted to notice things about me. You seem to be that type of person, the type to be looking outward, aware of and curious about other people.
I like the way you look, especially your beautiful curly hair and beard and body and hands and the tip of your nose. And your smile. Everything, really. You're quite attractive. Very handsome.
So, uh, keep up the good work, spread the love, if this has embarrassed you in any way or you feel it's inappropriate or I'm freaking you out because you're having trouble remembering who I am or you're in trouble because your lover is reading over your shoulder, my apologies, I meant no harm, forget this ever happened.
Happy Valentine's Day!
Wishing you peace, love & happiness,
wow _____, you've made me light-headed. What a marvelous gesture... such a flattering note...
Reading it recalls the sound of your voice, with all it's bright and self-assured tones, it's unhurried pace. What vivid pictures your words paint.
I too recall that place, where first we met. What impressed me then is what your words, here stated, evoke. That you would think (or dare!) to tell me all that struck you about me, is endearing and speaks worlds of your charm.
The wonderful thing about memory, is that it need not find accord. It can tip-toe in, to where you've been hiding, and just sit there waiting to be noticed, smiling like a Cheshire cat. Or it can walk right up, kiss you hard on the mouth, and walk away leaving you in swoon.
Thanks for brightening my whole day, my week for sure.
Thanks for reminding me that love is not just one thing, but if it's anything it's sincere. I shan't bother dote further but will take your advice and bestow it upon another.
lots of love,