uh oh! | aidan gallagher

forty-eight

love letter !

Dear Lily,
"Dear," sounds too formal for this letter, but it'll have to do. This is draft number sixty-four, and I still have the other sixty-three deleted drafts that I didn't write down on paper opened on my computer. I don't know what's different about this one, but it's the one you're reading, which is pretty special all on its own.

First off, happy birthday. I know you said not to write a sappy poem for the world to see, so I wrote this. It may not be a poem, and the world is definitely not looking. It is, however, incredibly sappy.

Where do I begin? Maybe it was when we were nine and so young I didn't quite know what those butterflies in my stomach meant, but I sure knew that I would always ask for more scenes with you in them. And then you left, and we both moved away, worked on other projects and grew up. And then, half a decade later, I check your Instagram and I see the most recent post was one about the show I was in. The Umbrella Academy changed my life in so many ways, and it's kind of fitting that it brought me back into contact with you. That's not to say that I wasn't keeping up with you over the years, because I watched damn near every single show, movie and commercial. I was surprised to learn that you'd done the same.

And then you said hello for the first time in five years and I was nine all over again, feeling like I was going to pass out because you kissed me on the cheek. I wasn't in love with you then, I don't think, but I was about as close as a nine year old could get. It didn't take long before it happened all over again. That was just about eight months ago. We've only been dating for two but I don't think anything about you can count as an only.

My hands shaking as a write this, but I've decided to write it anyway. I fell in love with you. I can't think of an exact moment, but the description of falling in love is a fitting one, because it seems that when you're falling you don't know what's happening until you hit the ground. I didn't know what was going on but at one point my heart began to beat faster at the thought of you and then the next thing I knew I was flying to your house and thanked just about every star in the night sky that I met you.

           I'm still falling in love with you, you know. A little bit more every day, every time my phone buzzes and it's you telling me about something that you're incredibly passionate about. I love the way that I kissed you for the first time two months ago and still I feel you smile against my lips every time. When you let slip that my ringtone is set to the loudest volume so that when I call you because I can't sleep it'll wake you up, even if you always tell me that you had just stayed up late. When you stick your tongue out of the corner of your mouth while you're concentrating and when you bite your lip when you're confused. When you pull a face while looking in the mirror and when you tuck your hair behind your ears. I don't know what I'd do without you, Lily Anderson.

Love, Aidan.

AUTHORS NOTE
This is it, you guys. I can't believe that I've been working on this for just our months. It feels like it's been forever. Thank all 38.7 thousand of you so much for reading, voting, and commenting. You have no idea how much it means to me.

Now, just because the books over doesn't mean the story has to be. I'm planning on posting a few more "slice of life," chapters in the epilogue, and I'm totally open to suggestions/requests.

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With love, @bloomlatur.