Because Three Words Aren’t Enough To Tell How Much You Mean To Me


If I were brave enough I’d tell you how much better my life has gotten since you entered it.

I’d tell you how different I was before you and when you entered my life there was a before and after in me that everyone saw.

I’d tell you how floored I am by all you do, not just for me but for everyone.

I’d tell you how much I admire you for your goals and your work ethic. And there isn’t anyone who believes in you more than I do.

I see how hard you work. The endless hours. The lack of sleep. The thank yous that go unsaid.

But I want to take a moment to thank you for all you are and all you make me.

I’d tell you how truly happy you make me and every day I get to be a part of your life is the best day of my life.

I’d tell you how I look forward to going to sleep knowing your name will be the one I see when I open my eyes.

I’d tell you how every morning text starts my day off right.

I’d tell you how I’ve screenshotted some of the things you’ve said because it still makes me smile.

I’d tell you how I don’t save too many pictures but I haven’t deleted the first one we ever took and I look back it smiling.

And the time we spend together is truly the happiest part of every day.

And every time we are about to part ways I miss you before we even say goodbye.

I’d tell you how much I miss you when we are apart. But it’s the good type of missing someone. Like I’m happy to have someone to miss.

I say I love you and hearing it back is a comfort because there were so many times in the past the air was filled with the silence of people who couldn’t reciprocate all I had to give.

You’ve been the example of what I deserve in a person. No one has ever treated me so well in my life. And maybe I say thank you too much but when you’ve given your best in the past and all people do is take what you have to offer and leave you’re left with an empty feeling.

I stand beside you and for the first time, I feel whole like everything that was ever missing before isn’t anymore.

There are times I look at you and I wonder how we got here. Of all the things I’ve done wrong in my life, you’re the one thing I’ve gotten right.

You seem to accept the past you weren’t a part of.

You take on my troubles and my problems like they are your own. And all I’ve ever known is taking care of myself and watching my own back. But with you, there’s a trust I’ve never known anyone.

You accept me in ways I’m still learning to accept myself. And through your love, you’ve taught me to love myself.

And you don’t need the explanations I want to give sometimes. This is why I am the way I am. This is why I act the way I do. You just take me for all I am and love me for it.

For every bad thing that’s happened to me and the things I didn’t deserve, you come in the form of everything I do deserve and everything I’ve only ever imagined.

You don’t judge me for my mistakes or me at my worst. You remind me of who I am at my best.

You’ve made me the best version of myself.

I truly believe you are the best person I’ve ever known.

And your looks are just the half of it. What makes you beautiful is who you are. It makes you the most attractive person I’ve ever known.

I look at you as everything I could want in a person. It’s a standard I couldn’t even come up with before you because you’ve exceeded everyone and everything I could have wanted.

I’d tell you, you’re the type of good that makes people better.

I’d tell you, you have the type of heart that has healed a broken one like mine.

I’d tell you, you’re the type of man everyone should strive to be more like.

And I love you. I truly love you with everything I have in me.

I don’t know if it’s enough. And I don’t know where we go from here. But I find comfort in knowing someone like you exists in the world. Thought Catalog Logo Mark

Writer living in Hoboken, NJ with my 2 dogs.

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