Saturday, March 14, 2020

Posted By on Sat, Mar 14, 2020 at 11:40 AM

I can barely believe that in three short months I'll be your wife. My mom likes to tease me for it, but I love that our story began with a lovesick 14-year-old girl doodling her first name and your last in the margins at school. Can't wait to try out that signature again in June. — Margo

Saturday, March 7, 2020

Posted By on Sat, Mar 7, 2020 at 11:20 AM

It’s an incredible feeling to find someone who accepts your authentic self, who makes you feel like you’re the best version of you when with them. I am so thankful for your honesty and the safe space you provide for me. I adore you. — Smitten Kitten

Friday, February 28, 2020

Posted By on Fri, Feb 28, 2020 at 9:10 AM

You're my guy. My perpetual hug. My mountain spring of laughter. The steady bedrock, the beautiful heart of a generous and considerate lover who cares for others. I am unfathomably happy that we've been reunited after all this time, and even though we're not in the same place right now, we will be soon! I can't wait to build stuff, make music and art with you, exchange rapid-fire wordplay and scurry around town catching Pokémon. Let the neural-network generated text bring us to tears, laughing so our abs and neck muscles seize up. You're the one for me, and I don't need anyone to send me a SIGN because you already make them. You're better than good. You are THE GOODEST. Long-distance is hard, but your morning texts keep me going, you wordsmith, you. Looking forward to getting a bowl of that chili. — Your Spark, Your Pilot Flame

Monday, December 23, 2019

Posted By on Mon, Dec 23, 2019 at 10:42 AM

We bicker, we disagree, but at the end of the day, I love you and you love me.
(Naïve) Best Friend

Saturday, November 2, 2019

Posted By on Sat, Nov 2, 2019 at 11:04 AM

You just trolled one of Gordon Ramsey's cooking videos while eating a Bacon Dipper cracker off the floor.
—I Think I Love You

Monday, June 17, 2019

Posted By on Mon, Jun 17, 2019 at 3:22 PM

It's been years since we sat on the bed, eating applesauce hand-in-hand. Then, the other day, you welcomed me home with an apple cider and it was like an ocean of time but also only a drop had passed since that morning.
I love you.
I love you.
I love you.
—still mushy

Saturday, June 15, 2019

Posted By on Sat, Jun 15, 2019 at 2:17 PM

I urge you to love yourself more than that guy. He might seem complimentary to your culinary skills, but I can assure you he's not the right fit. I went back for seconds because he said he changed the whole menu; new, improved, full of heaping amounts of respect, apologies; by his accounts a changed man and most certainly a champion for women. I loved myself more when I listened to my inner voice. He did not tell the truth, was sleeping with someone else and showed no remorse for his actions. I loved myself more and left that smug liar. Love yourself more in all your glory, originality and struggle. You are worth it to dine alone until the proper and more fulfilling experience is served.
—Self love and care are at the top of the menu

Tuesday, March 12, 2019

Posted By on Tue, Mar 12, 2019 at 12:43 PM

I had you for 18 years. You were six weeks old when I brought you home. You brought so much joy to me, and I don't know how to go on without you. You made me laugh. You loved scratches. Miss you, Chico. Love you forever.
—The man

Tuesday, February 26, 2019

Posted By on Tue, Feb 26, 2019 at 12:30 PM

I think I'll start a February tradition, for me, because I doubt anyone will take the effort to write for me. A Special Thing? (I love reading the Loves in every Coast, wondering about the lives of these beautiful people). Yet I still want to write to you Sweets, not for myself. My poor heart has been full of you. I was asked why I continue to love you. I simply continue to choose love is all. I can't help who. I just choose love.

So, we never had the best track record for nicknames, Avocado. But oh wow, you have taught me things. Have I taught you anything during this roller coaster? I hope you if you learn anything, its to always remember to find your will. To choose love over your hide. Those red demons. All of it. Continuously everyday, I hope you choose life instead. Every time you must decide. For you and for love.
—Amarillo

Monday, February 4, 2019

Posted By on Mon, Feb 4, 2019 at 4:48 PM

Two years ago, we dated for about six weeks. It was my first relationship with a girl. I can still remember how fast you made my heart beat, how sweaty my hands got, how my words fell over each other. I wasn't like this with guys; I secretly knew I was bi for a long time. I came out to my family—what a mistake. I didn't tell you how they badly they gay bashed me. I broke up with you instead and never told you why. I'm so sorry and I still miss you.
—Back in the closet

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