900 letters.

 

Since you've left I've written you nine hundred untouched letters. You'll never get them. When we are old with our kids off to college, I'll show them to you. I bet you'll love them. You'll hold me in your arms and kiss the top of my head. 

 

During these long days since you have left, I met someone new. He's nice and lovely, but I can't see his flaws. I could see yours, and they were perfect to me in everyway. Your crooked teeth, and your squinty eyes. I love them.