I found out so many things I never knew about you.
Things that you’ve only told me, or me and one or two other people.
Things that made me sad, but happy at the same time.
Things that almost brought me to tears.
Things that made me want to hold you.
Things that make me cherish our time together more than I did before.
Things that made me see you as a completely different person than the one I knew before.
But it all makes me love you that much more.
And it makes me happy that you trust me enough to share your darkest secrets with me.
I know so much more that I really feel it’s good that I do know.
I know now to let you work out your own issues. Not to try so hard to help.
I know that you have a temper, one that I’ve never seen personally, because you said I’ve never made you mad.
I know that the way I’ve treated you is exactly right.
I realize now that it’s amazing that I’ve basically known how to be with you, without actually knowing how I should be with you…if that makes sense.
I know now why you’ve pushed me away in the past.
I know now that you really have always cared about me.
I know now that when you have hurt me in the past, it hurt you just as much, if not worse.
I know you’ll never forgive yourself for hurting others until they forgive you first.
I didn’t say much to you about this last night,
And I don’t have much more to say now.
It’s all sinking in.
It’s not like that bothered you.
You knew it was an intense discussion.
And luckily, we can so easily flow from serious to ridiculous and silly.
But I’m glad all of this has happened.
I’m glad I met you.
I’m glad we make each other happy.
I don’t know what I’d do without you.