The Truth
The truth is that the last two days have been the calmest and happiest that I've been for the last month. The truth is you say you're with me but do not know for how long, not that at this time I require a "forever”. Has never been my intention to use the word "forever" as a cage I don’t want you to leave. The truth is that in almost two years of "we" I have some difficulties to understand how I could not be clear on my way to define the "I love you forever", not as your prison but as a home to which you return after your independent battles, those which have always wanted you to have, those which want you to keep looking, those which you are having. The truth is that I still want to be your headquarters, that to which you return not only for protection, also for a dinner, an opinion or maybe just a hug and a kiss that gets you ready for the next battle.
The truth is that your smile is still my sun, your body is a work of art worthy of the best museums in the cities where you want to go. The truth is that I still miss your heart next to mine, the truth is I still missing say "goodnight". The truth is that I want to be your company in the happy days and those that are not so.
The truth is that I adore you.
The truth is that I want to continue seeing you reaching your goals, your work and your successes as the great woman you are. The truth is that I want to keep side by side to the woman who makes me want to be a better man.