Love,
Here's a letter for you, to show how much you mean to me. Probably, all this sounds like the rants and raves of a love-sick lunatic. Well, we both know that's exactly what I am. It isn't easy to put to words what I feel, but here's my best shot.
To me you are everything. When we're together, I couldn't care about anything else. I wonder what I would have done if you didn't love me. What if I never fell in love with you? I'd be missing out on heaven. Just to think of it scares me. How do you do it? How did you make me so incredibly crazy about you? I guess that's a question whose answer neither of us know. Well, whatever it is, now I don't think I'll ever stop falling in love with you. You're just too good to be true. You're the dream I never thought would come true. I never imagined myself here with you, holding hands, loving each other. But now, its harder to imagine not being that way.
I think of you all the time. Your smile is like a breath of fresh mountain air. Your laugh so real. Your eyes are true as the sea meets the sand. Your words make me melt. Your skin is as soft as the evening breeze. Your voice is like blanket over me on a cold night. Every word you say stays with me. You make me laugh out loud, you make me blush uncontrollably, you make me sing in the shower, you make me smile like an idiot, you make me want to do anything and everything to talk to you for a minute more. What will you do next, I wonder. You are the only person I want to be with all the time. I wish it was just you and me, forever. If nothing else stopped us, there would be so much we could say and do. But like friction stops movement, so the world stops us.
But it's more than all these things that everyone can see. I have this feeling that even deep inside, we talk. I guess that sounds really weird, but I don't know. Even if we're really far apart, you're still with me. We're still together over all the distance. I know you're thinking of me, like I am of you. That really comforts me. You know how we stand together and we're not speaking a word? Well those times mean more than just silence. It's just the way you are, like you're listening to me all the time. I feel I don't have to talk all the time for you to know what I mean. Everything about you is like an unsaid story just waiting to unfold itself to me. You must think I'm crazy, but I'll risk that because you know if for anyone, I am crazy about you.
Most of all, you understand. You get the kind of person I am. You accept me for who I am, and who I am not. Not many people are willing to do that. I'm not the easiest person to understand. But you know what? You did it, like all the other magic you did and that makes me entirely dependent on you. You let me talk about things, you listen, you say it's ok. Just you doing that much makes me feel tons better. When you have that kind of effect on a person, they tend to lean on you even more. Now, I need you so much more than I did. I need you, I want you, I love you. I want to pour my heart out to you so that you can mend all my hurt. Maybe I should lay off, and let you be. But your smile, and all this love you're laying on me makes me want to stay longer, each time.
I love you the exact same way you love me, and that made such a difference. I love you so much. I want to stay in your arms till the end. I'll be by your side through thick and thin. I want to wipe away your tears like you have erased all mine. I want to laugh with you. I know each day for us is a gift. For us, the only tomorrow is one where we're more in love than today. The rest of our life is just waiting for us to discover, together.
I love you, a million times over.
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