dear girlfriend
dear mk,
i love you. i love you more and more every single day, and i’m so grateful the universe decided we deserved this.
i love that your hands are always cold. i love that you swear more than you should. i love when you’re tired, and you snuggle you head further into my neck, even though it’s uncomfortable as hell. i love your hair that never stays in place and i love the scars on your knuckles and i love the way you look at me when you think i can’t see.
i love that you were brave enough to take this step with me. i love that you were strong enough to take the step we were both dancing around. i love that holding my hand made you want to tell the world that you loved me, a girl.
i love planning our future together. i can’t wait to live in our apartment, decorated in ceramic frogs and fandom posters. i can’t wait to drink wine with you at two in the morning, netflix on the tv and a pizza box on the coffee table. i can’t wait to wake up with you every morning, see you lying next to me in the sheets and know this is real.
i can’t wait to marry you. i love that before me, you vehemently opposed marriage, but you fell for me and now it’s “well syracuse is pretty in the fall, an autumn wedding would be nice”. i love the way you flush when you talk about buying a house. i love the way you kiss me a little harder when you say the word wife.
most of all, i love you for loving me. for loving all my flaws, and all my quirks, and all the broken parts of me too. you took a girl afraid to be honest to the world, and made her proud to shout out to the universe that she loved another girl with her whole heart. i’m proud of you. i’m proud of us.
i love you. this is only the beginning; ten months will seem like nothing in five years when we have a house and a kid and even more love than we do now. and i can’t wait to have that journey with you.
love, with all of my being,
liz
