Dear love, I wanted to let you know how much you mean to me, and how there aren’t enough words to express this. But I am a flawed human. I may not always be on time with the flowers, helping out with the chores, keeping places tidy and neat, or quick to understand what you need most when you’re busy.
Despite all that, there is one thing I am good at: picking out the wine for our evening.
Because wine is, after all, my love language.