We’ve been on a rocky road. Ever since we’ve started talking, it’s been a rocky road. You weren’t like anyone else. You were different than anyone I’ve ever met. You ARE different than anyone in this universe. We have our ups and downs and it’s completely crazy—there’s pure insanity. I’m far from perfect, you’re far from perfect, but together, we are perfect.
We’ve overcome more hurdles than most relationships ever go through. We’ve made them. I’m difficult to love, and I can’t apologize enough for that. I’m sorry that I’m difficult, I’m sorry I frustrate you, I’m sorry. I am sorry that things have been so insane for us.
We’ve gotten to talk more and more, and I’ve gotten to know what kind of person you are, what kind of person I want to be. I see you as someone I can look up to. I see your imperfections, and I’m learning more about them. I’m learning more about myself through you. You wear your imperfections, and you wear them beautifully.
I want to be a better person; I want to embrace my imperfections because of you. You see my imperfections, and somehow find me beautiful through them. You inspire me, you give me a reason to pursue my dreams, you make me believe I can do anything. I want to see the world through your eyes, for just one day.
The passion, the emotions, the trust issues, the frustrations, the need to throw yourself into your work, the way you put people before yourself—these aren’t signs of a perfect person, but when I see them in you, they make me fall harder every day. I fall for you more and more each time we talk.
Every time your name flashes across my phone screen, I smile. You make me smile more than I knew was possible. I didn’t think I could amount to anything—I was great at exuding confidence, but it was always fake. You saw that. You knew that I wasn’t what I was putting myself out as.
I look to others to make myself feel better and push and pull them in. I drive you crazy; I drive you up the wall. I make you crazy. I know you love me, and I love you. I don’t love you despite your imperfections. I love you for your imperfections. I love you for pushing me. I love you for pushing me into everything. I love you for pushing me to be the best version of myself.
I love you for showing me that it’s okay to be a hard worker. I love you for your passion. I love you for being there for your friends when there are days you don’t want to be. I love you for following your dreams and accepting when it’s time to push away. I love you for being you. I love you for being undoubtedly you.
I fell for you when I saw you as a strong person—you were a wall of strength. I love you for not being a constant wall. I love you for the inner layers, what’s past the brick wall. I love you for our fights and the way we inexplicably come back to each other. I know I’ll always fall back to you, not as a backup, not because I know you’ll be there, but because I love you.
I am crazy, inexplicably, undeniably in love with you because you are absolutely crazy. You’re undeniably, beautifully you. You are everything I love about the things I hate in me, and I don’t want to imagine what a world without you is.
When I think about you, I think about our rough patches at times, but I think about you. I think about the way you speak, the way you care, the way you passionately love. I think about the way I love you, and there will never be another you.
We’ve been on this rocky road, but at the end of the day, I know that your imperfections have made you nothing more than the beautiful person you are, and I never want anything other than that. The cheesy quote always reminds me of you, but it’s true. If you’re not the one, then there is no ONE, and if you’re not the one, then there is no one. You see your imperfections, your doubts, and fears, I see every reason I fell in love with you.