My person
I dont know when you’lll see this. Or if you ever will. I feel like every relationship i’ve been in, bad or good, has gotten me ready to meet you. Through the nights we stay up talking about nothing in general, or crying from laughter when I try and copy your grunts and squeaks when you’re upset, or the fighting and sleeping on the couch. I’ll keep them all close to my heart. Where you will remain. Its hard moving on from an ex, its hard being open with someone so fully and then trying to be that with someone else, I understand that. Things take time. For you, things might take longer. I’ve ruined a few relationships in my day from focusing on the one before it. Comparing. longing for what i was used to. Trying to fix what had already failed. But I understand. He’s comfort. He is who you opened up to. He’s been there. I hold no grudges against you. In fact I will support you no matter what. Even if its silently far away. I’ve done all I can but will continue to fight to have you by my side until the last moment. I never want it to be questioned that I feel what I feel towards you, that you are my best friend, and that I want to annoy you for the rest of my days. I want a cabin, I want animals, I want you to curl into me on our couch that you spent a ridiculous amount of time picking out while your nose is pressed silently into your latest book. I want us to support each other as we pursue our goals and future. Whatever they may be, they come second to you. I want to see you change the world. Because you are mine. I love you. Completely and entirely. You are my person.
