Everyone’s looking for the same thing in this world. Everyone’s looking to love and be loved back without question, uncertainty, or even insecurity. Everyone’s looking for that something that everyone else has.
We just want that spark.
We want the kisses goodnight, arm around your shoulder, hands in your hair, and bodies up against one another all night like two perfect pieces of a puzzle. We want the tingles to our fingertips and butterflies when we see each other. We want the shit-eating grin across our face as soon as we think of them. We want kisses all over their face, neck, and chest just to make them smile.
When you find that, keep it.
I typically don’t second guess any of the decisions I’ve made, but I did with you. I typically don’t run back and forth in my mind about whether or not someone’s good for me, but I did with you. I typically don’t spend three years wasting my time in a non-relationship relationship, but I did with you.
I love you.
I realized I loved you what seems like a lifetime ago. You’re my best secret keeper and one of the very few that knows me inside and out. When everything seems to be falling apart and we need someone to hold us together, we call each other. When the waves come crashing and we feel like we’re drowning, we’re each other’s life reserves.
You’ve shared some things about yourself that you keep hidden from the rest of the world. You’ve shared some things that you’re embarrassed or ashamed of that makes me love you even more. You do no wrong, and that will never change.
We’re beyond weirdly similar—it’s even frustrating sometimes. We’re also very different in a lot of ways, and that’s the exciting part. We’ve tried to quit each other. We’ve even said truly hateful and unforgivable things to one another. But we always find our way back to each other.
I was in a terrible and toxic relationship that I thought was the best it was going to get for me. But it wasn’t. I thought I loved him, and I thought he was it for me, and then I met you. I wasn’t even sure if I liked you at first or if you were something I even wanted. The closer I’ve gotten to you over the past three years, the more I’ve realized that I don’t want to be without you.
You’re my sunshine on a rainy day. You’re my first call when I can’t seem to see past the tears. You’re my smile when everything seems to be going wrong.
I belong to you.