I have no other way to put it — you’re perfection in every way. I missed you even before I met you and God knows how long I’ve waited for you to come around. I didn’t think someone like yourself even existed or that the world would be kind enough for us to cross paths but we did, and that will be something I’m eternally grateful for.
The late nights, conversations and cigarettes we shared are still etched in my head and all I ever think about is how I want to waste all my time with you.
I remember watching you laugh hysterically one day for a good half hour. I stood by and watched. I died inside. I swear, in that moment, you looked so damn beautiful. I watched your lovely lips curve up into that perfect smile, dimples appearing and your eyes crinkling. I just wanted to be there every time you laughed and I wanted to be the one to make you smile. That was when I started to fall in love with you.
Now you should know, I don’t claim to know what love is, heck, looking back on past relationships, I didn’t have a fucking clue. But if I’m going to find out what love is, there isn’t anyone else I would rather do it with than you.
But you’re flying off to another continent in five months’ time and I don’t quite know when I’ll see your face again. But these things don’t happen twice. I have never met someone so amazing and I know for a fact, this won’t happen again in the same lifetime. Of course I’ll wait for you; I’m going to look for you wherever you might be after we’re both done with university. There’s nothing else I want than to be with you and I really do hope with all my heart that you’ll wait for me too.
I’m not the most good-looking chap out there, I’m not the hottest, the cutest, the funniest, the sweetest guy you’ll meet and I’m pretty sure a girl like you would have many more eligible candidates in the long line of guys chasing after you. But one thing I can assure you is that with whatever little I have, which really isn’t much, I’ll love you, I’ll treat you right and I’ll take care of you.
I don’t want you to be a season; I want to watch your hair dance in the summer breeze, have your hands in my pockets in the winter, catch the autumn leaves and smell the daisies.
I fell in love with you at the wrong time and in that short time, you’ve left a deep enough mark for me to wait because I just can’t imagine how much more amazing this love would be when the right time comes around, and it will.
Wait for me because I am want for nothing other than you.