Words can never express how you make me feel. They can't express how I feel about you, and they definitely can't express the longing I have for the day when I get to crash into your arms. But they’ll have to start.
You make me feel like I'm the prettiest boy in the world, even though there can't be anyone more beautiful than you. You make me feel safe and forever supported, and I know that as long as I'm with you (which will be forever), I am. You fill my body with energy, love, and that sweet longing. The longing for forever with you. My angels have given me a second chance of giving you my all until my back hits my bed for the last time and I finally regain my wings. And I won't let them down.
I love you. The three simple words that barely narrow down what I feel for you. I knew the day I met you that my life wouldn't be just mine anymore, my thoughts and heart were forever yours.. I love your laugh, your voice, your compliments, your worries. If I could explain love, I would need 3 definitions, 3 for every kind of love you make me feel—Eros, Philautia, and mania. Eros for the adoration I feel for you, and the lust I try to control. Philautia for the love you influence me to feel for myself because I love everything that is yours. And the mania for selfishness I can’t control, my possessiveness and obsessiveness for you, make it hard to think of anything else. You you you. That's my mind, my heart, and my soul. You make me excited to wake up in the morning, eager to sleep at night. It can't be easy being the most amazing thing that has ever happened to me, and I forever promise to make you feel like you make me feel. I wish I could capture these moments and show them at our wedding, and if I could, I would show everyone how you have changed for the better. Show everyone that you have always been my heaven-given solace. My salvation. And the only place I have ever felt I belonged. You show me unconditional love, love that I can't define with a prediction or want. You are showing me love that doesn't need me to earn my keep. And if you mean the promises you say, then I hope I never have to earn your love, praise, and attention. And you will never have to earn mine.
I can't wait until the day when I get to hug you, hear you in front of me, and touch your hair while I tell you that everything is going to be okay. Because it will be. I want to be your salvation as you are mine.
I hope you pass before me so I don't ever have to exist in a world without you. A world without safety, love, and happiness, but if you happen to leave this earth before I regain my wings, I want you to know that not even 100 worlds, lifetimes, or any version of reality can keep me from finding you and keeping you to myself. You wanted a post ? This is merely the draft for my vows. My forever promise to you, my soul bonding to yours. I love you, Zenith, and this barely nicks the surface.
