My Manifesto: The Incoherent Ramblings of a Madman

Hi sweetheart,
I don't think you are morbidly repetitive or repetitively morbid. I think that you are a sweet and gentle man who has hope and who has dreams but sees a crazy mixed up world where you think that these dreams and hopes can't be realised. I think you are the most beautiful soul I know and I make it my goal to help you realise your potential, because I see that potential that you can't, and I can see your hopes coming true. I don't think you see that with people in the world who care as much as you do, that there is hope and that this isn't all a hatefilled morbid place.
Don't despair, my darling. I have the same hopes and dreams you have. I want you to sleep soundly with the beautiful thoughts in your head that I have in mine every night. And you know that they weren't always there. The person who put them there is you. I hope I can do the same thing for you. You put the 'happy happy' and the 'joy joy' back into my life.
I love you, and I hope that goes some way to helping lift your spirits, like you lifted mine.