Love Me So I Don't Have To - COMPLETED

3.1

So, here's the thing. I've fallen in love.

Yeah, I know. It's basically no secret now. We all should know at this point that I've fallen hopelessly, helplessly in love. I'm lucky, honestly. I mean, who else finds their "one" at such a young age?

Knock on wood. You're right, baby. It's better to be superstitious than otherwise. I don't want to lose you. I can't. I can't lose you when your love is one of the only few things I truly have left.

I met you a year ago today. Online. But whatever. Still counts. Well, actually, it was yesterday. It's 12:19 AM. Either way, my point still stands. June 17th.

This has been one hell of a year so far. Just over one more month and it'll be our anniversary. Fucking crazy. I remember running into you at Wal-Mart. You were wearing your BLUE shirt. Honestly, I was wearing mom jeans, baggy red shirt, and no bra because I forgot to put one on. When I went to Cal's later that day I realized I forgot and just wanted to cry lol.

It was right after you stopped being grounded like you had been for ages. You were hanging with your friends. I just got my new phone which is no longer new. I remember looking around aimlessly, waiting for my mother to hurry up from one of the hygiene aisles. Then, I caught a glimpse of your shirt and did a double-take.

"Is that-no. Wait, yes. Fuck what do I do?" Then, you saw me. You peeked from the candy aisle, I think, with your best friend right by you doing the same. Goofy ass. I fell for you even before I knew your first name.

((I'm going to take a good ole pause in my story-telling.))

((I'm back...like almost 24 hours later lol))

"It's you!" You get into a goofy fucking wide stance and point at me. I don't remember what I did exactly, but I probably smiled and said some dumb shit and came up to you to talk. That's when I met your friends for the first time. Krista looked like she hated me, and I was ready to pull up. Everyone else was like "oh, shit, it's her". That should have told me something was up then.

My mother asked who you guys all were and I told her. God that was so long ago. I miss those times. Everything was simpler. I'm not saying I regret what we have now. I really do not. I'm so grateful to have you in my life. I'm so grateful to be so lucky to find someone I love so damn much. It's just, life in general was so easy back then.

Yes, sometimes I want the easy route. Let me live my life, guys. I'm not that great. But you guys already know that.

But you, Rock, you believe I'm the best person. You have so much faith in me. You always support me when I need it. You spoil me a lot. I kinda hate it, but I'm always grateful for how you treat me so well.

I knew almost right away you were different and that this was not going to be some relationship where we would last for a few months and then call it off out of the blue. I knew you weren't going to be some guy I had a thing with and then just left because I didn't care or got bored. I knew you were, and are, so much more than that. You always will be.

I knew it because I actually loved you before I loved you. Since I met you, you have always made me feel safe and happy. Two things I've gone without for far too long before you.

When I look at you, I see a place I can call home. I see the galaxy in you. Every beautiful creation. I see so much love. I see my future. I see so much good.

I know you've said we're so into each other that we lost touch with what we love and care about. That we are blind to the world around us. Maybe that's true. So what? I don't care as long as I have you. Let me be selfish. At least this once. Let me be blind to the world because you're mine. You're my world. Sometimes, it feels like you're all I've got left when everything else is seemingly slipping away inbetween my fingers.

I'm married at 17, and I couldn't be any happier about it.