Thursday, November 11, 2010

A Letter to My Everything

Christopher Cody Nix, since I haven't found the right moment to say all of this to your face yet, I'm going to put it here. You know I'm not exactly the best at talking. The words are in my head, I just can't get them in the right order to make sense coming out of my mouth. Here they are, though, in a semi-coherent, rambling, awkward love letter that took me way longer than I'd like to admit to write.

I don't think you know how wonderful you are for me. You may not be perfect, nobody is, but you're perfect for me. I'm making myself want to puke because I hate mushy stuff, but I'm serious. You're my best friend. If I could spend every second of my life with you, I would. You're beautiful, inside, and YES, outside too. And the sad thing is, as cocky as you act, I don't think you know that. You're gorgeous, and every time I look at you, as shallow as this is, I feel so lucky. I feel like I don't know how YOU ended up with ME, you're that kind of handsome. You're everything I could ever ask for, and I love you so much. Words can't even explain what you mean to me, you're my everything. You make me feel extraordinary, and you make my friends jealous. You always say the right thing, you complete me, and I'm a better person when I'm with you. I meant it when I said I never thought that anyone would make me feel the way you make me feel. Honestly, you're a piece of me. I can't wait to grow up, but not old, with you. Speaking of age, I love that I feel like a little kid with you. You make me that kind of happy. SO FREAKING HAPPY that I can let go of everything that I stress and worry about because I can just be with you. I hope I make you that kind of happy too. I love how comfortable I am with you. I love how your face lights up when I make you laugh. I love how your laugh sounds. I love how you make me forget how self conscious I am. I love how real you are. I love how, whenever anything happens to me, you're the first person that I tell. It's automatic. I love how I can't stay mad at you. I love the way you call me baby, even though you "weren't feelin'" that word at first. I love how much you amaze me. I love how proud I am of you, and I love the way that you motivate me to be a better person so that you can be proud of me too. I love that you know everything about me and take me the way I am. I love the way your mouth looks when we kiss and I pull away for a second. I love the way you say, "I love you too". I love the way our relationship works, it's exactly what I've always wanted. Baby, even though you won't read this ANY time soon, I love you and I mean that when I say it.

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