Meeting you was the strangest thing. It was like meeting someone I didn’t know had been missing from my life but at the same time I felt like I already knew you. Maybe it was because we both happened to be in the exact same place, on the exact same page, at the exact same time when we found each other. We didn’t know it at the time that we needed each other but it didn’t take long to figure that out.
We didn’t know that we had both been in relationships that were toxic in different ways. We didn’t know that we both felt like we were not destined for the greatness or the happiness other people had found. We didn’t know that despite both our best efforts to feel good about ourselves, we just couldn’t. We didn’t know that we both thought trying to make everyone else happy would somehow make ourselves happy. We didn’t know we were worthy of real, unashamed love. We know better now.
In the little time we have been together you have shown me that my affections can be reciprocated and that selfless affection exists. You look at me and you see me. You listen, actively, to the things I care about and the things that trouble me. You’ve told me that I am beautiful and, for the first time, I think I’m starting to believe you. You’ve made me feel good about myself when, for a long time, I didn’t think I could anymore. You’ve brought such a genuine happiness to my life and it scares me.
It scares me because maybe it’s too fast, too soon. It scares me because I miss you before you have even said goodbye or goodnight. It scares me that you feel exactly the same way and it scares me that you’ve told me so. It scares me because now that I have you, I don’t know what I would do without you.
And it scares me because neither of us had to try very hard to fall in with each other but we have.