To: You

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I saw you on the street a couple months ago and didn't think anything of the smile you gave me. I didn't think anything of the time I saw you in the coffee shop and, again you smiled at me. I didn't think anything of all the times I kept seeing you for the next couple of days.

But when you came up to me one day at that same coffee shop, I thought everything of it. The way you said hello made me get goosebumps. I knew I'd never forget you from that moment on. The way your green eyes shined when you laughed, the way you said my name with such ease, the way I felt around you, and the way you seemed to walk on air. I fell for you, slowly but surely, I fell.

I think that you've started to heal me. And I've waited so long for someone to come around and do that. The many days we've spent together have been pure bliss. Now I know that she was right when she told me I would start to forget about him and my father. Because ever since I've been with you I haven't thought of them once.

It's almost as if you're an angel sent to me. I thank god every day I decided to go out that day, because I'm so lucky I saw you. It's like I'm free whenever I'm with you. Like j can run forever and never get tired. I feel like a bird flying in the bright blue sky.

This is how I should be all the time. Because now, every time I hear your name, I can't help the smile that gets painted on my face, or the blush that comes to my cheeks, or the happiness that fills me.

You've told me you've had a broken heart before, you know I have too, and you told me you'd die before you'd let that happen to me. I've opened up to you and instead of judging me, you held me close to you. And for the first time in my life, I didn't cry out of sadness, I cried because I finally was free of all these demons people had created for me. I cried because I realized I was loved. And I cried because I realized I loved you too.

I fell in love with you because you loved me when I hated myself. Because you told me you wanted to fix me, and I needed that. And you told me you loved me when you saw me on the street, even though you didn't know my name. You told me the things you hated about yourself and I told you I loved them because I loved all of you, even the parts you wanted to change.

I love you. I said it. I opened up to you and I told you how about my demons
and you didn't judge. You were a different perfect. You were the kind that had flaws, but those flaws were what mad you perfect like that. Thank you for this. No one can ever really know how lucky I am to have met you. Thank you for that smile you gave me on the street. Thank you for healing my broken heart. Thank you for helping me become my old self again. Thank you for loving that coffee shop by my apartment. Thank you for loving me.

Thank you, I love you,
Elizabeth Lynn Martin

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