I've never been this in love with anyone before.
Sure, infatuation has always hit hard for me and knocked me off my feet, but the consistency is staggering.
I don't feel tired when I'm with you.
You don't drain my social battery.
I feel safe with you.
I don't think I've ever actually felt safe with anyone until you. I have lived so much of my life afraid and scared that I can only be loved up to a point. After that point, I can be discarded or scolded viciously.
I want to save money.
I'm not good at it, but I want to.
I want to save a fund for us so that we can live without breaking ourselves immensely. I don't think we'll ever be able to save enough to live the way I'd like us to, but just something that will get us by. I want us to live. We deserve to live. I don't want you to die destitute for the sake of my affections. You deserve more than that.
You are so much to me.
I see you in everything, and I hear your lovely voice serenading me about daily life at work — The newest happenings with your pets, or something you recall from long ago. I see those enchanting eyes, the shaping of your face, the smile and the hair which falls down to obscure your visage.
I love you deeply. I love you madly. I love you more than anything in this world. I cannot express any more vividly the unquantifiable adoration I hold for you. You, you magnificent thing. I hope you sleep well next to me tonight, my darling. I'll keep guard for as long as I can.
