yes, I look high

Yea! A kiss with hands held. How devilishly romantic!

well, dorky too. I love you my dear Tawnya!

I think it went well! Charlie really liked you and we all had a pretty fun time I think. I hope to do it more often.
You are great, special and the woman of my dreams!
Forever

Glory

Glory unto the Lord for He is good, for He brought me to a place where I met my true love Tawnya, in whom I have found my greatest, best friend. We are good to each other and great together. We found out that we are wretched apart. While wholly miserable I found joy in nothing. It hurt to see, hear, feel. I loathed my existence and hungered for my mortality.

God granted me none of that, but rather a chance to heal. Thank you God for giving me a life with Tawnya! We are meant to be together. You have brought me to great joy in our meeting, growing, learning, and loving together.

Tawnya, my best friend, true and dear... I shall live to 2000 years old if you live so long. Shall we never part, not now, not here nor in Heaven. I love you, all of you (your kids and folks, of course are part of you) and shall hold you dear to me for all of eternity.

You are my breaths, my air to breathe. You are my joy, happiness, inspiration. No other man can have such a wondrous love as this. You and OUR love is unique, permanent, ever-lasting. I am awestruck by the complexity and depth that we are with each other. A tree dies when uprooted. I felt that sting and lingering death yesterday. I will not be uprooted again.

My heart is yours
best friend
true love
Tawnya


Yours forever,
Marcus

Special you

I know you don't like your photo taken, but ... you knew I was going to take it anyway. It was absolutely great that I have had some many times to meet up with you, hold your hand and slowly start meshing our lives into just one.

We got to spend some quality time together, cuddle often and walk. We have talked til we can't and rested but not slept. Perhaps when our separate lives calm, so will we so that our Life together can be as loving and great as our love for each other.

Knowing your heart, who could blame me for loving you? Knowing my heart, how could I kill it by not loving you?