Or Maybe Be

Screw it, I love you

Dear You,

Listen up, because I'm only going to say this once. I love you. I love every bit of you. I love your sarcastic jokes and your amazing laugh. I love every phase of your hair and every growth of your beard. I love the slouch in your back when you're hunched over a video game. I love the sound of your voice when you say "babe" and the sound of you speaking in general. I love it when you take time out of your day to just talk to my clingy, annoying ass and still manage to enjoy it.

Look, I love you. You're my best friend and my deepest passion, my deepest intimacy. You are the first person I want to go to when there's good news, bad news, neutral news or silly news. You're the first and last person I want to see every day for the rest of my life.

The one person I want to see at the end of the isle on my wedding day is you. The one person I want at my side when I'm bearing my child is you. The one person I want to run errands with, go on dates with, sit and be lazy with, and do life with, is you you you.

I want to take care of you and protect your heart. I want to run my hand through your hair while you're cuddled up in my arms. I want to listen to your heartbeat when I'm cuddled up in yours. I want to watch you open your eyes in the morning and close when you sleep at night. I want to document our life together, from every first to every last. I want to watch our child toddle over to your open arms and I want to kiss you, knowing that I chose well and that you chose me. I want everything to do with you. The good, the bad, the ugly, the sad, the happy, the mad, and everything in between.

It's you, and I can't have anyone else. I don't want anyone else. I just want you, and for once, I just wish my life aligned to someone as amazing as you, but it doesn't right now, and that pisses me the fuck off, but guess what? I still want you.

So what do you say? Do you love me too?