If you’ve forgotten that today is Valentine’s Day, don’t worry. I’ve got you covered. Nothing’s better than a love letter, and if you don’t know how to write one, feel free to copy mine. You can thank me later.Dear Valentine,Just because I’m thinking about it, on this day celebrating love, I want to tell you that you are on my mind. That’s no different than any other day, except everyone else is celebrating their love today, too.And I must confess, I feel sorry for those other poor fools. What do they know of love? Perhaps they’re enamored. Perhaps they’re infatuated. Maybe they’re even enchanted. But they’re not in love. Not the way that I’m in love.Never would I claim to be the only one who can love. That’s absurd. But I am the only one who can love the way I do. For I am the only one who can love you. And for that dumb luck, that great gift, that good fortune, I feel blessed. There are billions of people in this world, my dear, but my love—the greatest gift I can give—is reserved for but one: you.Insanity sometimes cannot be avoided, and what’s more insane than love? We can’t try to make sense of it, for it’s nonsensical. We can’t try to rationalize it, for it’s irrational. We can’t try to think logically about it, for it’s illogical. We can only celebrate it. After all, what’s worth celebrating in this world if not love?Now that you know how I feel, what do you have to say? Could this have been a surprise to you? Surely you’ve known all along. You’ve not forgotten this, have you? How else do you explain those things I’ve done for you, those words I’ve spoken to you, those moments that we’ve shared? What about those years, and those places, and those times? Does any of it make sense without love?Every time I look at you, I’m reminded of that word: love. But it’s not just looking at you. It’s thinking of you, talking to you, smelling you, seeing your name, hearing your voice, it all reminds me of you, and the word that I associate most with you: love. The grandest of all the four letter words.
Before you accuse me of being sentimental, of saying things I don’t mean, of getting caught up in the cupid mania associated with this day, let me remind you of one thing: today is temporary, but now that I’ve written these words, they’re forever. They won’t vanish at midnight, like this day must, without a choice. These words—like the feeling that drove me to write them—will be here tomorrow, and all the days after that.Any time you need reassurance you can read this letter and you’ll be reminded that when it comes to my feelings about you, every day is Valentine’s Day.Keep this letter with you. Read it often, and think about it always. And let this letter do for you, what loving you has done for me. Let it bring you happiness and joy. Let it bring you hope for the future, gratitude for the past, appreciation for the present.Each day is better because I love you. Colors are more brilliant, sounds are more symphonic, smells are more enticing, tastes are more delectable. And it’s all because of you.Radical you. Memorable you. Hilarious you. Engaging you. Caring you. Passionate you. Outrageous you. Just you.Love,Your ValentineNow, just enter your e-mail, and I'll let you know when I write something new. I promise I won't send you any crap, and you can ditch me any time you want.
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