That coffee mug

I have a screenshot of a snap you sent me. Of the "coolest gift ever."

I don't care if people thought I went too far. I'm glad they know I gave it to you. You were so guilty that you 'weren't as awesome'--but that never mattered to me. It was about giving. Most of our relationship was me giving. But that's not the point either.
I don't care if that coffee mug that looks like a camera lens tipped you off to that fact that I loved you. (But face it: we all thought that there was an understanding)
I don't care.
I'm glad I did it. I would have regretted not doing it.

But I hope that every time you see it...every time someone tells you how cool it is...you think of me.

And what you've lost.