It's been Three Years since we began sharing our souls with each other.
Three Years since I first looked up at you and felt my universe shift (holy shit you're tall (and awestriking)).
Three Years of holding your hand, holding you in your entirety.
Three Years of seeing your face and reeling at the sight, the feeling of stars and birds swirling over head as my heart would pound (it still happens every time).
Three Years of yearning and pining until I throw myself into laughter or tears (all because I just love you so much).
Now, I live amongst you and I get to watch you live out your everyday life (as I live it beside you).
Now, when I have nightmares I don't have to sit up all night and sweat until I'm freezing (you hold me in my entirety).
Now, I don't have to be alone when I'm gritting my teeth and pulling my hair (you hold my hand).
Now, I get to see you indulge yourself without apology (bleach-dawn mix and microwave dinners while I watch with infatuation).
Now, I can protect you from all the things that make you worry your lips and make your stomach ache (I'll make sure you're safe with everything in me).
Now, we start a new, scary journey (our universe shifting, our souls merging into one throbbing mass of proof that love doesn't die).
I love you, there's not enough words to tell you how much I feel about you. (I want to be the dog waiting for you at the door, I want to be the brother you never had, I want to be the thing under your bed, I want to be the blood in your pulse, I want to be yours forever.)
Three Years is a big deal, but I'm sure we're gonna make it look smaller and smaller.