It's 3 am. That's the about the time you finally starting havering a peaceful sleep-no nightmares. Even with me sleeping with you they come back. But 3am is also the same time I get to stare at you when you don't look stressed or worried, just you, totally flawless.
I remember seeing you the first time from across that street and smiling. And then again in the coffee shop and every other time too. I remember, again, seeing you in that coffee shop and seeing how you looked so perfect and I knew right then that I had to talk to you. And so that's exactly what I did. I've never been so glad I've done something before.
I found your letters. And on my first 3am night with you I found the letters you were hiding from me, and I read them all. You didn't try to hide them and I'm so happy.
Elizabeth, I love every single part of you. I love your dimples, your smile, the way your hair shines in the sun, your laugh, dear god I love every fucking part of you. I'm absolutely crazy about you. I mean I'm so head over heels with you that when you go to get the damn mail my chest hurts because I miss you. And I know that when I met you you told me to not bother with you because of how broken you were, but I can't stay away from you no matter how hard I try.
I want to be with you every second of every day. I want to protect you from those demons that keep trying to get their hands on. I love every piece of you, even the broken ones. Because those are the pieces that make you you, that make you my perfect angel. Now that I've spent these many 3am night up with you, I've fallen even more in love with you.
Just know that I won't ever stop trying to fight off your demons and nightmares. I won't ever stop trying to repair you, even though, to me, you're the farthest thing from broken. I love you with all my heart.
Love,
The man whose heart you hold
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To Anyone That Cares
RandomA collection of letters to anyone that cares. Letters to people who caused me to never forget them, even well after they forgot me.