Dear My Pumpkin King,
I met you on October 13, 2012. And the second we started talking, I knew there was something about you. Something in the way your eyes crinkled when you laughed, or the way your eyes lit up when you talked about something you loved.
Eventually we started dating. Well, that lasted for a month. But from October 2012 to January 2014, you and I had a very repetitive on and off relationship. We’d date for a few weeks, break up, not talk for a month or so, start talking, realize feelings never changed, date again and repeat. In January we broke up and I started dating another guy in attempt to get over you and you started dating another girl. It actually went pretty good up until July 2014 when we started talking again. You recently broke up with her and well, I broke up with him.
Dear God, I love you. It’s been two years and ya know, the butterflies I felt the first night I met you still flutter in my tummy when I hear that fucking beautiful laugh. This time is going to be different. I know that. I don’t know. I just want you to know I love you. You’re a superhero to me.