I know because there are no more pretty phrases or poetry I can spin up to compare this love to, just raw emotion. So raw I can barely contain myself.
So here you have me, a complete mess. I scare myself at night when I think about being far away from you the next day, the urge of just being in your presence wrecks me. I’m constantly waiting for your messages, however mundane.
I sleep best in your arms. All I ever want to do with you is sleep. Because you stop my world in its tracks and it seems to tip off its axis if I stare at you too long. Yet I still do because I just can’t believe you’re mine.
I love you so much I could cry. Because no matter how many times I tell you I love you, it just isn’t enough. I just want to be with you, it doesn’t matter what we’re doing, though the more bodily contact the better.
I love you so much it hurts. When I have to sleep alone and my chest feels empty; my bed cold. When I have to sleep pretending you’re with me. Patting me to sleep. Anchoring me to this world. A world in which I have a life with you.
So when I say ‘I love you’, know that I mean I love you so, so much. That I might cry if I said it too many times.
Know that above all else, my heart is yours and yours only. And I’m so happy that it is this way.