We’ve never met in person,
But there’s something I can’t hide. 
If there’s one thing you should know,
It’s that I want you by my side.

You make my every day,
You make my every night,
And once I get to see you,
Please don’t leave my sight.

Your laugh fills me with joy,
Your humor makes me glad.
Your pain makes me helpless—
Please don’t ever be sad.

If you were here with me,
You would be my world. 
I’d treat you like you should be,
You will be my gold.

Alas, you’re not here,
And perhaps belong to another. 
I will always be here, however,
And no, I do not stutter.

Perhaps someday we’ll meet
And speak face-to-face. 
Until then, however, 
The Internet will take that place.

I don’t throw these words around lightly,
But know them to be true. 
I finally discovered them, so let me say this:
I truely love you.

You run into the station as I'm pumping gas and come out with a gigantic cup of coffee.
"I know that usually by this time you've had three or four cups, and this was the biggest they had."
I take a long swig, and it's the perfect combination of caffeine, dairy, and sweetness.
"I love how you know exactly how to make my coffee," not knowing if you realize how much significance I place on this small act.
"About three-fourths coffee, one-quarter milk, and a ****-ton of sugar," you say while smiling at me so casually.
It's not a big deal, and yet it is. You pay attention to the tiniest of details, take notice of the most seemingly insignificant parts of my day.
You have no idea how much it means to me, how much value you have added to something such as this cup of coffee.

Sumter, Gettysburg, Sherman's March,
Battles and fights, lives lost
Because of differences along the people.
Aren't people supposed to be different?

We, as a country, are not meant
To agree.
To belong in one room, repeating the same thing.
We will change the words.
Say them in a different order.
And men will die because of those words.
Those exact thought patterns.
Rights and laws are perceived
In different ways,
As well as morality.  

When it all began at Sumter, no one died.
It was a statement. A declaration of war.
At Gettysburg, it was a trick. A chilly,
Silly idea. And it was used to make
One of the greatest statements about war
Ever to leave someone's lips. Honoring
The dead and the living. The country and the people.
And the turning point of the fight between brothers.
Sherman's March was a move made by
The union as a mode of total war. Supply lines were cut and
Victory for the north was guaranteed.
Railroads were destroyed, towns were raided, and
Rebels were pushed east.
They had lost.