Dear Abby,

I hate seeing you in so much pain baby. It hurts my heart. Even more, I hate when you start to get relief only to have it snatched away from you. As your copilot, it is my only mission in this life to keep you safe, happy and healthy. I will do anything for you my love, always. I will always do what I can so you can enjoy American Idol auditions if that's what you want. I promise that I will submit my ego to yours always well, mostly. You mean everything to me. I love you so much. I want to provide for you, I want to give you the life you deserve. I try not to get offended, for instance, when we have six unopened packages of vibrators in our kitchen, some of premium name brand only premium priced vibrators, yet you complain that I bought a queso at roller disco. I'm sorry, there are plenty of queso's where those came from. I'll have to buy you more actually. I love you darling.

Love Forever,
-Travis