Tara,
On the night before the eve of our 3 month anniversary I'm thinking of the adage from Romeo and Juliette that goes as following: "What's in a name? That which we call a rose/By anyother name would smell just as sweet."
While I'm assured that you're love for me wouldn't change if your name did, as for mine as well, I find there to be more meaning and enrichment to our bond that is strengthened by how beautiful your name is.
When I answer your calls and hear "Layneeee" my heart warms as the syllables of "Taaaaraaaa" leave my mouth calling in response. This is an interaction truly guided by the simplicity of our names, an enrichment in our greeting. (By the way, you're relaxing as Im writing this and just looked over your shoulder at meβcompletely unaware of how full of love my heart is writing this)
But even then, there is more to your name than you might know. Tara, or star, reminds me of many other beautiful moments I've shared with you, like when the sunset as we were sitting on the beach on our second date as the stars awoke in the night sky. Or as I look out of the window of the Amtrak at 2 a.m. in a deep state of melancholy departing from D.C. with nothing else to look at but the sky. Or even when I think I see a UFO steaming past all the other stars and think about how silly you'd think I look if you were next to me.
Every part of you, including your name, means something special to me. And this is only 3 months in, I can't imagine how much more it will mean as we keep moving through time together.
I love you.
Sincerely,
Layneeeeee