I went to you in a moment of desperation, needing someone to cling to to keep me afloat. I needed the touch of a man to save me from drowning, and you were the first man to come to my aid.
I didn’t plan to fall in love with you. I didn’t plan to find out what I was missing (and didn’t know it) was in you all along. I didn’t know that you were going to be the source of so much happiness and joy.
You are my love, my heart, my life. There is no one I would rather spend my years with, sharing each moment and every touch. I only wish I were more stable and could provide more for you then I do.
My mental illness makes it difficult to express myself to you the way you deserve, and it makes it hard on me to have to struggle with the things that come so easily for others. Still, you stand by me and you wait patiently until I am ready.
Thank you. Thank you for everything you have done and continue to do for me.