“Well, I cant sleep so I will write instead. You aren’t awake and for a weird reason I started really missing you. Missing you and sad and just wanting your arms around me. Tomorrow cant come soon enough to be honest. Im listening to my playlist for us, filled with songs you have sent me and songs that reminds me of us. I dont listen to this as often as I should. It helps me feel close to you. At the end of the day, you are the last thought on my mind.
You are my everything and I feel like I dont tell you often enough. I get caught up in stupid things and giving you a hard time to be funny but you really are my other (and better) half. Everything about you is beautiful.
You’re selfless, loving, funny, mature, hardworking, handsome, caring (so freakin caring), and I love learning new things about you every day.
These past 5 months have gone by so fast but so slowly at the same time. Time stops when im with you but it also is a million times faster than when im without you.
I want to watch you succeed. I want to be beside you through every good, bad, and ugly thing. I want to see the best and worst version of you. I could spend every day with you and never grow tired of you. As soon as you leave I miss your touch and kisses and smell.
When im with you, everything just makes sense. It falls together and everything is okay again. Being with you is a feeling I cant describe but its the best feeling in the world. Its like my heart is exploding with dogs and chicken nuggets and good music and hot showers and comfy sweatpants and Christmas and everything good in the world. Its a happiness I cant feel with anyone except you.
Thank you, for being mine. Thank you for dealing with my happy times and my sad times. Thank you for being patient and understanding with me. Thank you for loving me and for helping me to love myself again. Thank you for trusting me with your heart. Thank you for being you. Thank you, literally just thank you. You are such a huge blessing.
1 Corinthians 13:4-7 Love is patient and kind; love does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful, it does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but rejoices with the truth. Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.
You are my 1 Corinthians 13.
Here’s to 5 months with you and for many more.
Forever and always yours,