Every time you come to me and share a problem or passion I get so incredibly happy. I feel so proud? Honoured? That you choose to- that you want to- share those pieces of your life with me. We talked about your family, your mother to be specific. You told me you loved me (in Greek) when I told you my opinion on the situation- which I thought was cute. I googled how to say 'I love you too' in Greek. You told me about the trip you were taking to attend your cousins wedding. It became the next day, the 15th, at some point in the conversation and you told me to go to sleep. I refused because it had been the first time that day we had been able to message.
We talked about photography and you sent me some photos you had taken earlier that day. I told you about my parent's photography business they do in addition to their day jobs. You like taking aesthetic photos and I could tell because they are all over your Instagram. They're beautiful. You also talked about how you command your models for specific shots, and said you'd take photos of me when we finally meet. I'm so excited for that to happen.
Things like this, where we talk and learn about each other make me so happy. I'm so excited to learn more as we spend more time in our relationship.
I love you.
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Sunshine
RandomAn open letter to my girlfriend. Sappy as hell. Some of it will be a bit like a stream of consciousness- it's here to help sort out thoughts and tell her things she isn't quite ready to hear yet. Since these are pieces I write quickly any time they...
