I've always wondered what you would think and how you would feel if only you could see yourself the way I see you.
You are perfect. Happy and bubbly. Always making me smile and laugh. Always demanding me to get you more presents then apologizing because you think your gifts weren’t enough. Your smile is the purest thing in this world. I love how soft your skin is against mine, or how you'd always try to climb on my body when you’re tired, or make me do the things I don’t want to just so you can tease me endlessly about it.
"Daddy, please, won’t you go to the haunted house with me?” a tug on my sleeve “Regannie, we should watch that horror movie together!” a pout on your lips. Damn, I faced my fear just to be with you. I always try to brush you off, but in the end I’d give in anyway, just to make you happy. I love hugging you every night when we would sleep together. Playing with your hair because you’re such a sleepy kitten. Slowly relaxing back into the curve of your neck to go back to sleep. I never had nightmares with you.
Every morning without fail, you came like sunlight and the rain, planting seeds over the soil that was covered by wilted petals. Over these past two hundrer days, you made flowers grow in my chest and filled my ribcage with a garden, and you washed away a great deal of my pain with your gentle waves. You probably still have no idea how much you mean to me, even though I've told you more times than I can remember.
You call yourself a passing cloud but you are so much more than that to me. You are the sun that lights my world and warms my soul, the rain that extinguishes the fire of hatred and anger in my heart, and the earth from which I have grown to be who I am now. I will be forevermore thankful for your presence in my life, and I hope I have left a mark in your life, the way you have in mine.
Above all, remember that you are wonderful, you are attractive, and you are worth everything good that comes you way, and any man would kill to be with you. Which they’d have to go through me first, because an idiot I may be, but this idiot would sooner punch himself in the groin rather than let any other men get close to you. You are mine, my reason to smile, and my favorite person to fall asleep on.
I hope you continue being happy, Princess. You are my absolute everything. I love you so much.Thank you for spending these two hundred days with me.
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