And lemme tell you, it’s a fucking amazing feeling.
Okay. So. I feel like we reached a completely new level of our relationship tonight. And no, it’s not because it was Valentine’s Day. You’ve been really chill about the whole holiday and how we can’t be together. Not being together is always shitty, even on non-Hallmark holidays. (Even though, I can’t wait to get your awesome package, and I am super excited for you to get yours!!!)
But seeing you just break down, with all your deserved sadness, was just so enlightening. Like I know now that I want to be there for you throughout all those sad times. And I want you to be there for mine. As weird as it sounds, through your tears and vulnerability, it was like seeing your face for the first time. It made me love you so much more. It made me realize that you’re it, babe.
I want you to be there for the happy times, too. I want to try new things and go new places. I’m just so grateful for you, and I hope you realize that every single day even when we get into an argument.
I always think, how did we get here? I’ve known you for a year and a half. We’ve been dating for nearly six months. Sure, it’s not a lot in comparison to some people, but it’s exciting considering in the past three years, I have found no one worth dating. Today, on the way to work, I was just thinking of when we started talking. And there was always this feeling of wanting something more, but god, I was so afraid to tell you how I felt. I knew you felt the same, I think, but I wanted you to say it so badly. Maybe I’m old fashioned like that. You always gave me butterflies, though. There was always this distinct connection between us. I just can’t believe we finally got here, but I’m so happy we did. All the sacrifices were and are worth it. You will always be so fucking worth it.
I hope you see this at work tomorrow.
I love you.