I love you. Like, I can't even fathom it. It actually hurts when you're not around. Like there is a part of me missing. I did have a friend once tell me that she's noticed that I'm one of those people who isn't right unless I have another half, that I'm not totally me.
I always said I wouldn't be one of those people who would go on about how much they love their boyfriend, or go on about love and all its sickly adding. But I can't help myself. I know I've never felt like this before and it's incredible. That there is one person who can turn your whole night around. That can make you feel so incredibly special, more so than you actually are. Words like "amazing" and "beautiful" that make your head spin because the only people you've heard those used as a descriptor before was from your Mum and best friend.
I don't know what to say. I've found myself lost in his words. Lost in time. Sometimes I feel as though this is all a cruel joke and I'm going to wake up soon and their are going to be people who laugh at me when I tell them what's happened. But I pinch myself and it's all real.
But what do you do when this is all new? When there are things that you thought you'd never feel in your life and it all comes to you at once. I personally am ecstatic, but I worry sometimes that something might go wrong and that will be it. That all this will stop and there's going to be a time when all these feelings end.
Two years later, two years on and off and the whole time it was mutual.
I love you.
xx :)
And Mr. Space Heater, you're stuck with me.
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