I Love My Love

"'I love my love with an H ... because he is Happy. I hate him with an H, because he is Hideous. I fed him with -- with -- with Ham-sandwiches and Hay. His name is Haigha, and he lives--'

'He lives on the Hill,' the King remarked simply..."
Through the Looking Glass

The version of this game that I first heard was a parlor game portrayed in a stage version of A Christmas Carol, which went something like this:

I love my love with an A because he's adorable. I hate my love with an A because he's awful. I took him to the sign of the Ambling Anteaters, and there I served him Apples."

Of course, the point is to try to think of appropriate words while under time pressure, but that hasn't stopped me from "playing" by telling my love 26 ways I love him over 26 days, via text message:

I love my love with an A because he’s artistic
I love my love with a B because he’s breath-taking.
I love my love with a C because he challenges me.
I love my love with a D because he’s dependable.
I love my love with an E because he’s entertaining.
I love my love with an F because he’s a fanboy.
I love my love with a G because he’s good to me.
I love my love with an H because of his hands.
I love my love with an I because he’s intelligent.
I love my love with a J because he’s a jewel.
I love my love with a K because he’s kind.
I love my love with an L because he’s laid-back.
I love my love with an M because he’s [name that starts with an M]!
I love my love with an N because he’s naughty.
I love my love with an O because he’s organized.
I love my love with a P because he’s passionate.
I love my love with a Q because he quells my fears.
I love my love with an R because he’s responsible
I love my love with an S because he satisfies me *sigh*
I love my love with a T because he’s trustworthy.
I love my love with a U because he’s uplifting.
I love my love with a V because he’s venturesome.
I love my love with a W because he’s wise.
I love my love with an X because he’s exciting.
I love my love with a Y because you’re you!
I love my love with a Z because he’s zabaglione-sweet.

I love my love more than letters can express. C’mere, baby, let me show you how I love you! *Kiss*

Great poetry it is not, but it was fun. Since I'm in a semi-long distance relationship, I miss the little sweet things one can do for one's love.