Dear Cannabis: Will you be mine?

Valentine that is, when I say to you "be mine" I do not me that I should own you. You bring me the type of joy one can't hide behind sunglasses. Give me such wealth of love its abundance overflows from my soul. And I would have to say this is one of those open type relationships. Not open like I don't care who else you see but open like I trust you and I don't care who else you see, as long as you see me.

Cannabis, you have saved me from myself a time or two. Relieved my own pain on numerous occasions and so much more. Your potential amazes me. I look forward to discovering more about you as we grow old together. The number of ailments and people you have helped is astounding. You inspire me to be a better me.

I promise to, maintain integrity, moderately educate, investigate science, assert my voice to our elected officials, exhibit professionalism, and manifest global quality of life improvement while showing my support for you. I want to be your valentine every day.

All my love,

Sweet Mary Kane