Its no little secret that you create the butterflies in my stomach. The sweat in my palms or the pounding in my chest. It’s strange the way I watch the sun and moon rise every day and every night and you are the only thing that’s a constant thought. You were the only one that understood the intricate workings of my mind and how my soul was a wavering compass looking for a home. And a home I found within your bones and in the whispered “I love you’s.” I don’t have to invent anything with you because you already excite my spirit in a way only a soul mate can. The ways my heart loves you is the only way I know how. The way my brain processes your image in my head is like a ton of Christmas lights all flashing at once, or like New Years Day at 12:00 a.m. To think of you is so captivating and a wave of emotion comes over me, surrounding me from top to bottom. A haze of memories surface and I replay your laughter in my head like my favorite song.
I know I’m hard to love but nothing worth it comes easy. And love should never be ordinary. It should be spontaneous and everlasting. Which is what we have. That’s why I know this, us, is real. It’s true what they say, love is beautiful, people just make it ugly. But the uglier things get the more real they get. The more beautiful our love becomes. Because no matter what, that is the only thing that can’t be touched, only felt. All the material things in the world can be taken from me ’til I’m left with one penny in my pocket. It won’t make me any never mind as long as I’m holding your hand. I just want to tell you that you don’t have to be scared in silent moments when your awake at 4:00 a.m. wondering where I’ve gone. I haven’t gone anywhere. Put your hand on your heart and I am there.