It's not always easy, but here's my love story. Hopefully I've found my Prince Charming.
It all started almost five years ago, when I realised I had feelings for you. I didn't even know what love was, but I knew I was madly in love with you. Cuddled up on the sofa in our fluffy pyjamas. My face turned red and that's when I knew you just weren't "only a friend". As time passed, my feeling got stronger. As I kept pushing my confession further and further my love for you grew deeper and deeper. Everyone encouraged me to tell you, but just the thought of it made my heart flutter. You held me and and I melted. All I could think of was you. I would think of you when I got anxious because just the thought of you made me feel better. I loved you just that much. I remember that one time in the bus to Quebec. I held you to sleep. It actually felt like we were dating. Every move made shivers go down my spine. Every one of your breaths made me hold mine. You made me so nervous and alive at the same time. Your hands on my skin just blew my mind. And I remember vividly just wanting to play with your hair and hold you till the end of time. I remember one day you hadn't slept. And so you took a nap on my lap between two classes. I never wanted to move ever again. My cheeks turned red and hot and just playing with your hair made my heartbeat double its pace. Everyone thought we were dating and I remember being so happy about it. Many times I wished I could just crush my lips on yours, but we were best friends. Only best friends. I waited and waited. Year after year. Trying my best to get over you. And then you left. I was devastated, but not for long. Because that night when you saw me in my ball gown, all prettied up, you couldn't stand me being alone. I cried and cried. I was so confused.. did I still want you in my life?? Was it a good idea to even be your friend?? And then, on the 18th of July, you invited me to sleep over at your place. It was clear in my head, this was the last time, make it memorable. I was so so wrong. It was only the beginning. The beginning of so much more. That night, I remember when you asked me to "ride the boat". Your awkward way of asking me to straddle you. I remember your hands on my thighs, remember the fire burning in me. Remember how you put my hair behind my ear and kissed me. I remember how intensely we looked into each other's eyes and for once I actually felt like you were mine. After that night? I couldn't believe it. The next morning, I actually thought it was a dream. Until you came back in the room and kissed me that is. The next few days were crazy. I gave you my first time, saw your beautiful nude body for the first time and just everything was great. It wasn't always easy. We still struggle, but every single day, I get up and I'm happy to be in your arms. I'm glad you hold me. So thankful you love me. You're an amazing person and I'm so glad I get to be a part of your life. Thank you so much. We now have three kids and I couldn't be more happy than by your side.
I love you
