The Letter

June 8th: Today the darn clever girl spoiled one of my surprises. I was originally planning on surprising her by showing up at her has as the clock struck midnight on her birthday. Well she had planned to come down a few days before and had not told me exactly when, so I called her mother and we concocted a story to keep her in town a few more days so I could surprise her and then she wouldn't need to come to Albany cause I was there. Well she was all kinds of suspicious when her mother told her that her sister had a surprise for her on Tuesday that couldn't wait. And then she somehow jedi mind tricked me into slipping and saying when I get there. I tried to play it off as a Freudian slip but she wasnt buying it. I tried to deny it but she was going to make me promise on the relation ship, she plays dirty, so I came clean and told her what I was planning( only the making a trip there part, she still doesn't know about this). Well after some conversing we concluded that she wanted to come down here and if I still wanted to come up I could for a few days then she could come down here for a few, that way she can see a few other people she wants to see for her birthday. So I decided that I wouldn't go up there in order to save gas money, no reason for us both to make short trips and  I would head up there at some later date. She was happy that I was planning on coming up and that I was making an effort, so all was not lost on that surprise. Oh and her presents I bought her came in today :D

Today's reason is well hard to find a single word for, I'm not kidding I stared at the thesaurus for a half hour trying to find one. A while back when rummaging through some old stuff I came across some 'notes' from high school, you know the kind you write and fold up and pass back and forth. Most of them were from old girlfriends, and when Morgan saw them she wasn't all to happy I had kept them but more than that she seems sad she didn't have something like that from me. Therefore I wrote her a letter today, then I wrote it by hand, in cursive. I then drew some art on it, sadly I forgot to snap pictures of them so I'll have to take some for you after she gets it. And I put it in the mailbox for Saturday morning.  I am pasting the typed version of the letter below.

Dear Morgan,

I don’t normally write letters, but I’m making an exception for you. You are the light of my life; I would be nothing without you. I’ve grown accustomed to having you around, and that caused me to become complacent in this relationship. Because you treat me so well, I went a long time without realizing that I was not treating you the way you deserve.  To think back and remember times where you were here and I sat at my computer at the table to stubborn to pick it up and move over to the couch thinking that if you wanted me near you would come to me, it just baffles me how I could have been that blind. You shouldn’t have to come to me, you already come to my house every time, that was very thoughtless and disrespectful of me to expect you to come to me at the table as well. You deserve much more than I have been giving you, you deserve to be worshiped. And with this epiphany I plan significant changes to the way I treat you and through that the way you feel about the future of this relationship.

                I am lucky that you’ve stuck it out this long, any sane person wouldn’t have, but love makes people crazy. We have walked through the darkness long enough that we can now see the light at the end of the tunnel, and for me that light is you, and it has been dark so long I didn’t even realize the light I was missing, both in this relationship and in life in general. You have been there with me through what will probably be one of the most emotionally challenging points in my life and you have been strong and supportive, despite the way that I treated you throughout and how it has put you in a dark place. You have been my light and my support to get out of my tunnel and I plan to turn and do the same for you. I want to make every day for you a happy one for you. I want you to feel as if you can come to me with anything and that I will help you though it one way or another.

I love you, and as I transform and repair myself I hope to become a person that deserves you, a person that can make you happier than you can even imagine right now.

                Sincerely With Love,

                Marcus “Three Hawks” Ray Taylor II

This may not be it exactly, I typed it then hand-wrote it and I changed somethings in the process, I tried to remember to change them as I went but I may have missed a few small things.