All this month, I have been using this column to spread the message of Black History and pride throughout the month of February. However, in honor of Valentine’s Day, I’d like to share with you a letter that I have written to the love of my life. Enjoy.
Dear Love,
Who would have ever thought that I would find in you what it means to “love?” Before I met you, I was as lonely as a person who doesn’t know very many people. You have truly taught me what it means to love another person. You that show, “Flavor of Love?” Well, let’s just say I would always give you a clock…you and Hoops. You always know what time it is. It is because of you that I am the man I am today. If you needed some blood becuase you were dying and our blood types were different, I’d put up signs all over Huntsville until I found you some good blood. It is becuase of you that I know loyalty and commitment, dedication and pride, peace and contentment. It is becuase of you that I breathe. It is because of you that I live. It is because of you that love is real. Wherever I go, your presence is felt: honestly, it feels like you’re stalking me sometimes, like a stalker.
There are no words to express how I feel about you. I constantly search for words, and they all seem less than I truly feel. Our relationship, like a hooker’s panties, has its ups and downs; but also like a hooker’s panties, I wouldn’t change it for the world. You are my life, my heart and my soul. You are my best friend. You are my one true love. I still remember the day we first met. I knew that you were the one I was meant to be with forever. The first time we kissed, my manhood stood straight up like a suspect in a line-up on an episode of “Law and Order: SVU.”
I am on a cloud, living in a dream, and I never want to awaken. I wrote this letter for you to keep, as a reminder of how I feel. I’ve said it before and I’ll say it again, my chest is your pillow, feel free to lie down and drool. I make this promise to you my future and forget the past, I belong to you and you belong to me, like we bought each other on eBay or something. I love you more today than I did yesterday, and I’ll love you more tomorrow than I do today, and if this continues, I’ll really love you a lot by March. With all my heart I am forever yours.
Love Always and Forever,
Milk