I love you. And it scares me to death. I don’t know what to do with it, where it came from, or even where it’s going. All I know is that I love you. There’s nothing I wouldn’t give to keep you forever. To just sit with you on our couch, curl up, and fall asleep. Those are the things that dreams are made of. I want to keep those moments forever, and make more sometime.

You are such an amazing person. I know that you don’t see eye to eye with me on that. You are filled with such caring, and love, and tenderness. I still can’t believe that it’s for me. That’s what makes me wonder sometimes, because I want to know the unanswerable. “why me?” I think that I’ll settle for “simply because” now.

I wasn’t sure that this is what I want. And I spent a lot of time and tears thinking about it. I decided that it wasn’t important. This is right. Right now, right here, you and me. I love you. There’s nothing that I wouldn’t do to make you understand what I’m trying to tell you. I wish that you were here right now, so that I could say all of this to your face. I could just ramble on about you forever.

I love you. Everything about you, even when you’re making me angry, I love you. There’s nothing more in this world that I want.

"Curl up with me, take a nap, wake up with a kiss, into a dream."