I love you, and I know that you know this because, frankly it’s not hard to miss; sometimes I even think that you may love me too. Every second i spend with you I fall even harder, but somehow you manage not to fall at all. We joke about how we will be once we’re married, what to name our children, and silly arguments we will have in the future as a family, but they aren’t jokes to me anymore. I want that to be us. I want it to be you and me for always. Even if we both have our separate issues and are flawed beyond all repair, I believe that being together is the cure and that we honestly do belong together. I know that you’ve never done this before and that it all scares you, but I have done it before and yet I have never been more scared in my life because I know that losing you would be the most devastating thing that has ever happened to me, despite of my not-so-pleasant past.
I’m so happy that we found each other in the back of my first college english class- the one that you weren’t even supposed to be in- and became best friends and eventually more. Everything that has happened to us continually leads me to believe that this is fate-eventhough predestination is such a silly concept which I hold no belief in, but somehow one kiss from you and I become a believer. I have loved before but never anything like this; nothing this real. I know that this could really be IT if we wanted it to be, but I never can tell what it is that you want; All I can say is that I hope it’s me.
I Love you.