Obnoxious Love

Dear Peter, Yesterday you wrote me a letter saying you’re worried I might get sick of how much...

Sat, 02 Jun 2012 16:07:02 -0400

Dear Peter,

Yesterday you wrote me a letter saying you’re worried I might get sick of how much you love me.

How silly is that?

I love you and I love how much you love me. I love that you’re so crushy and swoonybutt. I feel very lucky to have a boyfriend who is off his butt in love with me. It’s rare, you know?

A lot of people don’t have our kind of love. Heck, I’ve never had our kind of love before. And it’s so special to me. I will never, ever take it for granted and I will never, ever get sick of it. Never.

I will hold it close and protect it and keep it safe. Forever.

Love,
Ashley

Dear Ashley,Sometimes I worry that you’ll get sick of how much I crush on you.That...

Fri, 01 Jun 2012 06:56:36 -0400

Dear Ashley,

Sometimes I worry that you’ll get sick of how much I crush on you.

That you’ll tire of me saying “man, you’re pretty” and “You’re so cute!” many, many times a day.

That you’ll stop being charmed by how I swoonysmile at you.

That my adoring will be… too much.

But then I remember that you love me.

That I’ve been like this since the start.

And, really, how bad can it be to be reminded of how awesome you are every day? :)

So I’ve decided to keep adoring you openly.

The best kind of love is balls-out love.

And I’m the balls-outiest!

Yeah I said it.

POUNCEKISSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!

I love you.

Love,
Peter

Dear Peterlou, One of my favorite things about you is that you’re always on my side. When...

Thu, 31 May 2012 19:13:31 -0400

Dear Peterlou,

One of my favorite things about you is that you’re always on my side.

When I’m cranky and snap at you or when I’m about to cry because I can’t decide if I should go to yoga or a wine and cheese tasting…

You’re supportive, patient, and kind. You understand. You have my back.

You never make me feel crazy or ridiculous.

And when I finally take off my crazy pants, you’re there, waiting for me. We jump back in, right where we were. You don’t bring up the past or make me feel anything less than loved.

Seriously, you’re the best one.

Thank you for always being mine and for always being you.

Love,
Ashley

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Dear Peter, I know it’s not my love letter day, but I’m feeling...

Mon, 28 May 2012 13:29:00 -0400

Dear Peter,

I know it’s not my love letter day, but I’m feeling extra swoony and can’t stop thinking about laying in bed with you, kissing your face, and love you up right some nice.

Love you so much, sugarnugget.

Kissssssssssssssss.

Love,
Ashley

Dear Ashley,You know how pretty much every other night, as we get ready for bed, you say,...

Mon, 28 May 2012 07:00:37 -0400

Dear Ashley,

You know how pretty much every other night, as we get ready for bed, you say,

<sleepyvoice>”Poop. I forgot your love letter.”</sleepyvoice>

And I’m all, “Mmmmmhmmmm.” *stinkeye*

My eye isn’t really all that stinky.

Mostly because you then tell me why you love me.

Which is even better because I get to hear it in your lovely voice.

Then it echos in my ears and heart as I drift off to sleep.

I love that.

And you.

Even if you are a forgetful butt.

Love,
Peter

Goooood morning, Ashley.I love planning things for you.Fun things.Awesome things.SURPRISE...

Sat, 26 May 2012 07:03:00 -0400

Goooood morning, Ashley.

I love planning things for you.

Fun things.

Awesome things.

SURPRISE things.

But.

But here’s the thing:

You’re my best friend and I love telling you everything and sometimes it’s hard to keep the secrets!!

Whew.

I love you.

A bunch.

I can’t even keep track of how much of my day is spent thinking of ways to make you smile.

Mostly because I want you to be so happy.

But partially because your smile absolutely melts me.

I mean, can you blame me?

You’ve seen that thing!

Swoonyboots!

Love,
Peter

Dear Peter, Sometimes I think back to a time before you were my boyfriend. (It was a sad time,...

Fri, 25 May 2012 18:27:16 -0400

Dear Peter,

Sometimes I think back to a time before you were my boyfriend. (It was a sad time, really.)

I think back to when you were just some boy I vaguely knew online, a boy whose blog I read and thought to myself, “You know, Ashley, you really deserve a boy like that.”

I think back to when we first started talking and I was so nervous with a tummy full of excited butterflies, hoping you would chose me to be your girl and hoping that it wasn’t just a passing moment of flirtation.

And here we are. Almost two years later. Madly and completely in love. Smitten.

You’re my boyfriend and I’m your girlfriend and I’ve never been happier.

Foreverlove,
Ashley

Hi Ashley!I love your silliness.I really do.I love the random songs you make up.I LOVE when you...

Thu, 24 May 2012 07:10:54 -0400

Hi Ashley!

I love your silliness.

I really do.

I love the random songs you make up.

I LOVE when you break into dance when we’re talking.

I love the things your lovely brain comes up.

It’s a tonne of fun.

And I need that.

I need someone who makes me smile.

And you, really, really, really, really do that.

I love you.

Love,
Peter

dear ashleythere’s a countdownin my headthere’s a countdownthat startsas the time gets...

Tue, 22 May 2012 06:51:18 -0400

dear ashley
there’s a countdown
in my head
there’s a countdown
that starts
as the time gets closer
to us seeing each other
again
my whole body
feels it
as i prepare
my eyes
bracing themselves
for how you’re somehow even
lovelier
in person
my hands aching
in anticipation
of getting to touch you
to soothe you
to excite you
to tell the story
of the love
i feel
my lips
waiting
wanting
to kiss
up
and
up
your neck
it’s better to give
than receive
goosebumps
i think
no matter
how much i remember
no matter
how much i dream
real you
in person you
is always much
more
amazing
so
i really
really
mean it
when i sign things
to you
with
love
peter

Hi Ashley!It’s me again.I have a folder in my gmail labeled “Ashley.” (And one...

Sun, 20 May 2012 08:21:48 -0400

Hi Ashley!

It’s me again.

I have a folder in my gmail labeled “Ashley.” (And one called “Ashley’s Business,” but that is for when I am being a helper monkey for your company.)

My Ashley folder has sooooooo many emails with pictures of you.

I love it.

And the number is growing.

I love that too!

I’ll never forget the first pic you ever sent me.

We were on the phone and you told me you were going to the grocery store. Being a goof, I asked you to pick me up an apple.

So you took a pic of yourself posing with an apple and sent it to me.

That was it.

I have told you that I fell in love with you before I summoned the courage to tell you.

That very well may have been the moment.

I loved that you embraced my silliness. And built on it.

And, of course, I loved that with your hair up, and wearing lazing-around-the-house clothing, you were so beautiful I couldn’t stop staring.

Your eyes.

Your smile.

The one dimple.

That was it.

You’re still sending pics.

And now your friends are too. Linda sent one that made me “Awwwwwloooooove.” Other Ashley tweeted me one that made me swoon and smile and think, “I get to be her boyfriend!”

I adore your friends for sending me the pics.

They must know.

They must know how your face melts me.

They must know how you make me smile.

They must know that I love you such a huge amount.

I want my Ashley folder to keep growing.

Even in the future when we’re together.

Sometimes I randomly scroll through the folder, stopping here and there and clicking on the email.

Each one takes me to a different moment. You’re wearing different clothes. You’re eating something different.

But one thing remains the same.

The feeling they give me.

I love you.

So huge.

Love,
Peter

Dear Ashley,I know it is your day to write a letter, but you are in Vegas and I felt like gushing...

Sat, 19 May 2012 06:41:10 -0400

Dear Ashley,

I know it is your day to write a letter, but you are in Vegas and I felt like gushing about you, so…

Hi.

We just got off the phone. You’re sooo tried and going to sleep. I am getting up to make breakfast soon.

And I wanted to tell you that I love you.

I know I just told you on the phone. And I know you know.

But I wanted to say it again.

I love you.

And again.

You are amazing.

I really, really appreciate you.

Favourite.

You know that we’ve talked 238874654 hours on the phone since our first ever call. And I still smile every single time I hear your voice.

I love that.

And you.

Love,
Peter

Hi Ashley!You’re having fun with your girls in Vegas. (Well you’re sleeping right now.)I...

Fri, 18 May 2012 06:52:27 -0400

Hi Ashley!

You’re having fun with your girls in Vegas. (Well you’re sleeping right now.)

I love that your friends email and tweet me pics of you.

Especially such stunningly gorgeous and unfairly cute pics of you.

I love that they know how much I love you. And know that the pics will make me smile so big.

They did.

I especially love just how happy you look in those pics.

And I promise to always always do my very best to try to make you look that happy.

I love you.

Huge.

Love,
Peter

Hi Ashley!Crushes fade.It’s what they do.Like a lit match they flare up, burn brilliantly and...

Wed, 16 May 2012 07:27:49 -0400

Hi Ashley!

Crushes fade.

It’s what they do.

Like a lit match they flare up, burn brilliantly and then die.

I’ve always known that. Obviously it was clearer after the fact, but I always knew.

But.

But then I met you.

And now we’re here.

And somehow my crush is growing.

Daily.

And it is more amazing than I could have imagined.

You see it. I know you do.

You see it when you catch me staring at you on Skype.

Staring with a big dopey smile and swoony eyes.

You hear it. When we talk on the phone and I say “Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii,” you hear it.

You feel it too.

You feel it when you send me a picture of you and I gush on and on about it for a half hour.

My crush on you keeps growing, babe.

And I am so incredibly thankful for it.

I love you.

Love,
Peter

Hi Peter! It’s almost time for bed and I almost forgot to write you a love letter....

Tue, 15 May 2012 22:08:16 -0400

Hi Peter!

It’s almost time for bed and I almost forgot to write you a love letter. Eeeep!

Thanks for reminding me.

We didn’t get to talk a lot today because work was so busy and I was hardly at my desk. Then when I got home, we watched an episode of The West Wing and that was fun, but we still didn’t talk.

You know, I really can’t wait for the days when we can curl up on the couch together and watch tv while holding hands or just sitting side by side. I want to do that with you. And feel close to you.

But since we can’t do that yet, we settle with Skype and phone calls and it’s all ok because we know we’ll get there soon.

Love,
Ashley

Good morning, Ashley!I absolutely love when you and my Adorably Cute Niece play together. Especially...

Mon, 14 May 2012 06:29:26 -0400

Good morning, Ashley!

I absolutely love when you and my Adorably Cute Niece play together. Especially in person, but on Skype too.

She gets all excited and starts saying your name (louder and louder) when we get close to my computer.

Just hearing your name make her smile. (Me too!)

You show her Louis the puppy. (She loves that a lot.)

You show her dresses, and she kicks me out of the room, so you guys can have “girl time.”

It makes me soooooooo smiley.

And the other day I was looking at the pic of you two holding hands and playing Webkinz.

I melted completely.

Completely.

I love that you get how important she is to me.

I love that you give your time to make her happy too.

That means so much to me.

It’s really huge.

And even though I didn’t think it was possible, it makes me love you even more.

Huge.

Love,
Peter

Dear Peter, Hey, I just met you, and this is crazy. But here’s my number. Call me, maybe? That...

Sun, 13 May 2012 14:07:46 -0400

Dear Peter,

Hey, I just met you, and this is crazy. But here’s my number. Call me, maybe?

That silly (and oh so catchy) song has been stuck in my head for days. I love it because it makes me think of you and the (two) time(s) you asked for my phone number.

Even if boys in Canada aren’t supposed to call girls in Texas, I’m so glad you asked.

It’s fun to think back to those summer days almost two years and see how things have changed since then.

We talk every single day. We plan visits and trips months in advance so we always know the next time we’ll see each other. We laugh and have inside jokes. We’re in love.

Thank you for asking for my phone number.

Love,
Ashley

Hiiiiiiii, Ashley.I adore how we do the little things.Cute, silly, weird little things.We have our...

Sat, 12 May 2012 08:08:31 -0400

Hiiiiiiii, Ashley.

I adore how we do the little things.

Cute, silly, weird little things.

We have our own language. Our own traditions.

We’re fun.

The fact that they probably would look very strange to outsiders make them even more awesome to me.

I adore that if we don’t talk for a little while (few hours) we get all miss-y and need to text, email, gchat, call or whatever.

I do not adore when your phone craps out and we can’t talk for hours. PHONE!!! *shakes fist skyward* (That’s weird. Your phone isn’t in the sky.)

My point is… kind of obscured.

My point is that I love you.

I love talking to you.

I love being silly with you.

I love being romantical with you.

AND YOU SHOULD GET A NEW CAR CHARGER FOR YOUR PHONE.

Love,
Peter

Dear Peter, Lately I’ve been looking at pictures of you (in a totally non-creepy way) and...

Fri, 11 May 2012 08:45:33 -0400

Dear Peter,

Lately I’ve been looking at pictures of you (in a totally non-creepy way) and every time I fall even more in love with you. Every single time.

Your smile.

Your eyes.

Your nose.

Your hair.

I love it all.

And I can’t wait to see it again, in person. I can’t wait to touch you again. My fingers tracing your face, showing you much I love you. I can’t wait.

Love,
Ashley

Good morning, little Ashley.Even though you keep forgetting to write your love letters, I know you...

Thu, 10 May 2012 06:30:12 -0400

Good morning, little Ashley.

Even though you keep forgetting to write your love letters, I know you love me.

I know how work has been lately, so day time is not good for lovewritings.

I know that you need to decompress in the evenings, not worry about what you forgot to do.

I know that you are the worst morning person in the history of mornings, so that is not a great time for you either.

Even though you keep forgetting to write your love letters, I know you love me.

You tell me all the time.

I love you.

Love,
Peter