today i'm supposed to write a letter to my crush.
difficult task since i'm married and all.
and i know everyone has a celebrity crush..
well, everyone except for probably me.
truth is, i think i'm pretty picky when it comes to who i like..
and i didn't have a single crush in high school.
well, at least not on any of the guys i went to high school with..
zero crushes were formed for me within the walls of savannah christian.
and while i find certain celebrities attractive, i wouldn't say i have a crush on any of them.
what do i know about them?
and i guess i'm just one of those weirdos that doesn't just like someone physically.
there has to be more...so much more.
so who do i write this letter to?
well, pull out the crackers, my dears, 'cause i'm bringing the cheese.
i'm going to write to my ultimate crush.
you may not know this, but i have written you quite a few letters.
when i was about 13 i got on this kick where i would write my future husband letters and then save them and one day i would bundle them together and let him read them.
well, i moved rooms in my house at 14 and in that move a lot of things got lost.
..like your letters..
but i still remember some of the things i wrote to you.
i would tell you about my struggles and how i missed you without even knowing who you were.
weird stuff like that, you know?
and even when i was at svu-18 years old-i would write to you in my journal.
and you know what?
sometimes, i would write to you and in the back of my mind i would wonder if it was actually you i was writing to.
sometimes i would think that maybe you were my "dear future husband", mr. garrett wessman.
i love that you are my husband.
and even though you always, always, always eat my food,
and sometimes you wake me up earlier than i want
i love you more than i can tell you.
and sometimes i write my name with your last name
[like when i sign checks]
and sometimes i watch you while you're doing things
and study the structure of your face and the way your mouth moves.
i love the way you sing "this old man" to wake me up.
i love the way you always put your hands in your pockets when you look in the mirror.
i love when you do 4 different dances.
i love when you pretend to snore.
i love when you call me the goose.
i love it more when you act like the goose.
i love it when you just want to hug me.
i really can't keep going with this because the list would just get ridiculous.
i guess what i'm trying to say is
i'm glad i found you.
and i'm glad i'm yours.
and i'm glad i don't have to write letters to a future husband anymore.
i'm glad i don't have to hurt anymore.
i'm glad i don't have to deal with stupid jerks anymore.
i'm glad i made the decisions i did.
i'm glad we made the decisions we did.
i'm glad we got married where we did.
i'm glad i get to be with you forever.
you're my favorite husband in the whole, wide world.
i hope all is well with you.
i think you're the greatest.
i'm glad it won't be long until i see you again.
because you're sitting right next to me.
jeepers, i love you.
let's be together for ever-deal?
i love you.
i hope you know that completely.
lyrics: quite sure you love me...quite sure i love you too. we should make a verbal agreement to only kiss each other.