I get that you are conflicted about seeing me, making plans with me, etc, but baby I need to know if you’re still in. I don’t mean into seeing me at the end of this month. I mean you and me running off into the sunset (more like driving off with a shit-load of your things). Spidey sense is tingling. I’m planning my life around it and keeping the bitches at bay, waiting for my love to be with me. You are my love, and I am waiting because I must. 

And as best as I can comprehend the situation you are in, I’d like you to think a little bit about the one I am in. I’m waiting for a girl for months who may or may not end up with me, not allowing any other woman to get into my heart, all the someone else is having sex with her. I just want you to know it’s tough on my side of the fence as well. 
   
 

Seeing your face stirs something in me. I want us to be together. This waiting is torture. If we’re still in this purgatory by my birthday, I’m driving out there, knocking on your door, and taking you away with me. Period. I won’t wait one day longer. And you know I will. I hope it happens before then.  
  

Every day is 50 hours without you. If you hadn’t lived through it as well, I’d say that you have no idea how this feels. Our souls are dying to rejoin (not to mention our bodies).  

I asked if you were having second thoughts. What a stupid question. You would be insane not to have third and fourth thoughts. But I hope, after your trip away with him, that you still want to marry me. And by the way, another reason why I know that I love you… I literally go insane if I don’t hear from or see you. I miss your face too much. X