Hey you,

I want you to know a few things I’ve been thinking about lately. I know this is super cheesy, but you have made such an impact on my life ever since you stole my heart, and I don’t think I can ever repay you for that.

To say I fell for you would be an understatement. When you first took an organ out of my body that is vital to survival, I hit the ground so fast that I thought, “this must be love.” I definitely did not expect it to happen. By now, you know that I don’t trust people easily, I’ve been hurt before, and I was not even looking for a relationship. But now, ever since the doctors performed that miracle surgery on me that lets me live through a machine that you carry around with my heart in it, I can honestly say that I cannot live without you.

From the first moment I saw you, which was three weeks later when I woke up from my coma, I knew that I would spend the rest of my life with you. I was actually seeing someone else at the time, and we tried to make it work, but when someone like you had my heart, there was nothing I could do.

I will always remember our first date, when I was so nervous that I was getting butterflies, I was feeling light-headed, and I could barely breathe whenever I even looked at you. Of course, those could have all been symptoms of the extreme loss of blood I was experiencing that day after my heart machine started malfunctioning. But in the end, what I loved the most was you taking me back to where I first saw you, in the most romantic hospital in the world.

Since then, we’ve been through a lot together. There have been good times and bad times, but in the end I just want you to know how much I appreciate everything you do for me, especially after all the things I put you through. Thank you for being there for me when the heart machine loses its wifi connection and I die momentarily. Thank you for listening to me complain when I feel ungodly amounts of pain coming due to complications from my surgery. Thank you for taking me shopping on the weekends, in desperate searches of heart transplants. But most of all, thank you for being you.

You have the most unique, creative, and distinct personality I have ever met. I love the cute letters you give me everyday, like “You’re so beautiful,” or “You’re the one for me,” or “If you ever want to see your daughter again, give me ten thousand dollars.” Even though that last one was meant to go to my parents, it still showed me just how much you care about me. Above all else, I think what has brought us together is the honesty that we share. You have told me things that most people don’t know about you, and I just love to see you light up when you talk about ripping organs out of people who never did you any harm. You are so passionate about everything that you do, and that’s why I can’t help but make sacrifices for you.

In my prayers to God every night, I thank Him for bringing you into my life. Then I ask Him if He could please just spare one heart, because I am actually very close to dying. But whatever happens, I know that this manipulative and outright demonic relationship is in God’s will.

So, thank you. For everything you’ve done. I feel like I don’t even deserve you, but I just know that someday you will get what you do deserve. Maybe it will be my love, maybe it will be the electric chair. Either way, I can’t wait to be there to watch it happen.