I always do come across better in writing than I do when I say things out loud, and I wanted to say this to you in public so you'd know that I mean it:
Today you sat me down and said "hey" in a way that made me turn Pandora down and look you in the eye, and you asked me never to leave you because of your health, because you "feel like [you're] falling apart."
You never have to worry about that with me. Our life together may not be perfect, due to pain-in-the-ass things that are beyond our control, like money, and crazy-ass relatives, and health concerns, but where it counts? It's solid tens across the board. I love you.