Wife in Love Letters

I call you wifey, but wife is what I really mean. Wifey feels cute and playful, but the heavier more meaningful word is most accurate. Why temper my words when you already know how strongly I feel about you? Not sure, habit maybe. There is no realistic fear that strong feelings will run you off, but there is a generalized fear that strong feelings can run people off, if that makes sense. I told you that I don’t ever want to find myself describing how I want to treat you. I plan to just treat you that way and if that is what you feel then I’m successful. I include wife in that which opens the door to me offering a level of assistance or going to lengths to see you that may be uncomfortable. I’m not sure. But if I have it to offer it’s yours. And if I have an opportunity to see you I will take it as long as it works for you. The driving and money spent seem trivial in relation to how happy it makes me to see you. I couldn’t tell you how much I spent on an Airbnb to see you, but vividly remember holding you and watching the fire dance, the clouds fly, and harvest moon rise. No time is too short and no distance is too long if I get to see you. I love you my dear. Another replacement word, but I think you know what I mean. If not, you do now.