More Confessions From A True Fuck-Up

Other Half

I didnt think it was possible to love someone as much as I love you.

My best friend.

My other half. My person.

"The Meredith to my Christina"

Well, then you are.

I love your anxiety, your laugh, your face, your issues, your ideas, your texts, your gifts, your hugs, your hair, your humor. Everything.

I just love you.

I'm so fucking lucky to have you through everything.

Because I don't deserve you.

And you don't deserve to have someone like me sticking around you 

But you stay anyways.

So for that I am eternally grateful.

That's for being there.

I love you and I mean it.

I love you.