my room isn’t messy it’s grunge
You sent me this when I was at my absolute worst. Looking like complete shit, shivering, oozing sickness, throwing up, and being just repulsive to see. I’m so glad I feel comfortable around you, even throwing up wasn’t uncomfortable, I just didn’t want to get you sick. These last few weeks have been stressful for various reasons but I am so happy how we deal with it. We deal with our problems and don’t push them away. You’re perfect. Everyday since I’ve met you I’ve been utterly helpless, I’ve been a slave to your beauty and intelligence. There are far too many things to say. After almost 8 months of dating it’s seemed like no time at all. And even though we spend practically everyday with each other I’ve never been tired of you. I never will be. I reflect more now than I ever have. Looking back on all the wonderful times we have spent. How I’ve pathetically missed you after 3 days, or 2 days and how I squeeze you so tightly when I see you next. You have seen so many aspects of me that nor I or anyone else thought existed and the reverse is true. I constantly look at my future and know it’s going to be good. No matter what happens to me. No matter what, period. Literally nothing could ruin my future if I have you. You make tomorrow seem like such a better day. I remember dreading tomorrow, cursing tomorrow. But now I’m excited for tomorrow and am not full of regret, I’m not worried because I have you. You affect way more of me than you will ever know, so much it is hard for me to coherently tell you. I just try to show you. I love you so much and I really hope I can show you that. That is all I want.