For Beast

May 15, 2007 01:03

It was difficult to get into their room without the dog alerting Beast to her whereabouts, or avoiding catching him on the way there, or having him just waiting on her, so she'd resorted to asking Lee to give him a quick chore so she could have her own opportunity to be sneaky.

She'd felt the need to reciprocate the pocket trinket, if for no other reason than he'd have his own reminder to carry around. Hers was a dog tag on a short, 8 inch ball chain, stamped with their names on one side, the date she came to PFT and met him, this past Christmas and a space left their anniversary, to be added later.

With it she left a letter.


And all those sappy love cards at Hallmark either made me want to poke a finger down my throat and gag or were laughable, so I figured I'd write you my own.

I do wish I knew how to tell you everything I want to, but some things I guess I was never really taught how to say. Waxing poetic is not one of my strengths, so this will be short and sweet.

But I love you. Even if I forget to say it, sometimes, know it. It wasn't until I met you that I really knew what being in love was. It scared me to death at first, but now I can't live without it.

You are my best friend, my partner and my lover, and I can't wait to be your wife. Here's your trinket for your pocket, or wherever you want to put it.

Love,
Rus
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