Onyx V St. Syr

Hello Scarlet,

Today it’s been three years. Three years since you left that cute little hippie burg Ashland to come live with me in that dreadful place that is Salt Lake City.

We’ve lived together 1096 days and as I’m writing this all sorts of memories are running through my head.

The stress of being roommates with the Scorpio. The joy of living with Pixie. The freedom of living without roommates.

We’ve survived bedbugs and Mormons. We’ve bought things together and thrown most of our belongings in a dumpster together. We’ve made some friends, but for the moat part it was the two of us getting by in a hostile place.

I think of some of the adventures we’ve gone on together, like our trip to Vegas for your birthday, our trip to Europe and to see your family in Alaska. I think of the few times we’ve been apart.

I think of how we’ve driven each other crazy, both with passion and with frustration. How we’ve been close and distant, hot and cold.

We have had good times and bad, and things have turned out very differently than I think either one of us imagined.
In spite of this I love living with you and would not trade these last three years got anything.

I love you Scarlet, more than I ever dreamed possible.