Dear Dave,

There is no light without the heavy, no sun without the rain. I choose to grow with you through it all. No matter the weather, no matter the height of the waves. And flowers need water, anyway. Soon enough, our souls will become so close that they will be virtually indistinguishable. And I will still love you just the same.

Happy 2 Years. Love, Kellie

Fig. 1: Our souls slowly morphing into one another over an undisclosed duration of time.