Dearest Baby,
There are times when I get so mad at you that I begin to wonder why I am with you. My anger blinds me, takes over me and leads me to a spot where I start imagining how my life would be if you were not there. I try to figure different things that would make me happy. I try to recollect the people who would make my happy. I think and think and realize that whom am I kidding! My happiness lies in you. If you are not there, I would only search and search for something that would give me peace but in vain. You are my ultimate joy and although we have some imperfect times, your perfection makes up for it. I love you
Your Partner in Crime.
