Hiking Trip

Dearest Kaitie-Girl,

I'm dreaming of a weekend in spring, maybe the middle of May right after you finish with school, where we pack up and do a fun hike at High Rocks. There is a perimeter trail that encompasses the whole property line of High Rocks, and I have never hiked it. I want to do it with you, so I'm dreaming of a trip like that. We'd start in Dupont State Forest, hike some of the beautiful sunny trails and explore the woods together. We'd see lovely plants and flowers, magnificent waterfalls, beautiful streams and overlooks, and have so much fun walking around and melting into nature. The great thing is that there is a trail which connects the back of High Rocks to Dupont, so we'll spend the day hiking towards camp and then make our way to the Lower Rockytop Shelter, where I took you before. We'll set up camp and gather a bit of firewood while we cook dinner. I want to bring my mandolin so we can sing and jam for a while until sunset, where I want to take you up to the Rockytop lookout. We'll watch the sunset in each others' arms, and then come back for the obligatory campfire, s'mores, stories, and then bed. Then we can spend the whole next day hiking the perimeter trail. I want to show you High Rocks and share it with you, because it's really the best place in the whole world to me and I want you to be a part of it too. You are my special companion, and everything that's beautiful and good reminds me of you. When I can share that special place with you, everything is more exciting, wonderful, and beautiful.

We'll hike the trail and arrive back home, where we can clean up and lie together, letting all the world melt away until it's just us. I love having you by my side and I dream of the day when you'll be there once more.

My heart is yours, Kaitie.

Sumner

Snow Day

Perhaps it's a bit early for this but I'm already thinking about a snow day with you.  One day we'll wake up in bed together and look out the window and the world will be white and sparkling after a freshly fallen snow.  We'll race to put on our warm things and go out in it before it melts.  We'll have snowball fights and build a snow man or just walk along and look at how beautiful it looks.  I'll give you Eskimo kisses.  After we're too cold to stay out anymore, we'll go inside and make some hot soup or hot chocolate.  Then snuggle together and get all cozy and watch funny movies or read together and look out the window and watch as some more snow falls down.  I hope that we'll have many snow days together, my dear.  I love you, Sumner.  

Campfire

Hello, my darling.  Tonight, we had our s'mores on Moore bonfire and it was so much fun.  While being surrounded by the students and friends and having such a fun time, I was thinking of you and entertaining many dreams.  I'm dreaming of a time many years from now, when you and I will take our own someday children camping and show them how beautiful the woods are.  I picture us all around a campfire, singing songs.  You'll give us all such wonderful stories.  We'll make campfire food, and catch lightning bugs in the night.  I'll teach them to make dream catchers, and show them about the plants of the forrest and take them fishing.  You'll  teach them to paddle, and to swim, and to ride horses.  Then at night, when you and I are alone together, we'll remember all of the campfires we'll have had together and I'll snuggle in against your chest, and we'll be happy and proud of our family.  I'll kiss you goodnight and you'll know that I love you more as the years go by.  We'll have so many adventures.  I hope you're not creeped out by all my talk of children because I mean it as being a pretty long ways off, but one can't help think about it once and a while.  It makes me smile to think about it.

Dancing with you

    My dearest Sumner,

      Right now, it's so hard being away from you.  I think about you all the time.  Whenever I'm out having fun, I'm wishing you were there with me to make it even more fun.  Yesterday at Merle Fest, this group called Scythian played this waltz, and said if anyone wanted to "grab a girl and dance" to go ahead and do it.  Even though you weren't there, I closed my eyes and sort of swayed back and forth and pictured you dancing with me, smiling down at me and and spinning me around.   I hope you don't take this next part as weird or creepy because I want this to be a few years from now, but like every other girl on the planet sometimes I like to daydream about a wedding, and when I do, I always picture dancing with you.  I can see us, with all the people we love surrounding us, and you reaching out your hand for me as a song plays just for me and you.  Sometimes when I imagine it the song is "La vie en rose" and other times it's "Dancing Cheek to Cheek".  But the one thing that never changes when I picture it is your smile, your arms around me, and being with you in that moment and knowing that I'll get to dance with you for the rest of my life.
       I wait for that moment and for the time when you're here with me again and we can make up for lost time.  You're my wonderful companion, and when I picture my life as now and in the future, I can't see it without you.  You're always there, and the thought of holding you near again keeps me going.  I love you, Sumner.

Your,
Kaitie-girl

I Promise

Dearest Katie-girl,

I just wanted to write you for two reasons. The first is that I'm sorry for teasing you about the scam thing. I know it probably doesn't feel to good when I poke fun at a mistake that could have been so serious.

The second is something I've had at the back of my head for a while now, and I want to tell you about it because you're my lovely friend and Companion. I think it's easy to treat a committed relationship like a sure thing, and kind of go on autopilot with it. I feel like I've been doing that lately. But what I want is to keep fighting for you and trying to impress you and make you like me just like we met yesterday. I don't want to take our relationship for granted anymore, and so I just wanted to let you know I'll be investing more into connecting with you and being as good a companion as I can be. I love you and want to give you all I have.

Things have been hard for you recently and I haven't been doing as well as I could to help and build you up. Struggle is definitely part of the artist's life, but I think it's wonderful that we have each other, who know exactly what it's like, to keep our passions for music and each other alive. I want to do all I can to be your partner through whatever you do. You are my love and I want all the happiness in the world for you.

Sumner

Day in the park

A preface: don't take the implication of this story too creepily :P It's of a day in the far distant future.

I dream of a sunny afternoon, warm but with a cool breeze, where a young couple takes a stroll in the park. They have a small picnic, two instruments, and are pushing along a wagon containing a tiny person. They stop at a bench to eat. Facing the stroller to the bench, they sit and snack together, chatting and enjoying each other's jokes and the silly things that the kid does. Then they look into each other's eyes and smile. They start to hum, get out the guitar and mandolin, and begin to play and sing. As they make music together the baby smiles and sees them in love, and they feel the joy of having each other as their companion.

I love you Katie

A place for you and me

Goodmorning, love.  I'm thinking about a time when we're together in a little apartment or home of our own together and about making that place our place.  I picture us working together to do little repairs here and there and hanging pictures on the wall, laughing and talking all the while because work always feels lighter when you're working with someone.  We could clean it and make it a cozy place to live.  I want to plant a little potted garden with some cooking herbs and maybe some orchids.  Our living room would have our books and instruments and maybe a little love seat where you and I could snuggle up and read together or huddle around a laptop and watch movies.  We could cook together, and sometimes have friends and family over. Then in the evenings we'd fall asleep, holding each other close, making memories.