I am Tahasi Massk
I think that it might be easy to see the love that I write here as delusion. But I do not think this is true. I believe that the love I feel is at least partially a result of these daily notes. Why does it make such a difference to start each day with a love letter? I notice each exquisite detail of her beauty. I notice little things she does for me. I notice the depth of traits I had seen before, but never fully appreciated. I notice how much I need her. And I notice that, miraculously, she needs me too.