I’ve had my bad relationships in the past, ones that hurt and ones that proved difficult to smile during and after. I’ve had my fair share of attempts at healthy relations, most failed, until now.

To have someone that always puts a smile on your face is rare to come by, and I’ve been lucky enough to come by someone that finally does.

As a kid, I always looked at the way my parents loved and wanted that. Wanted someone to always make me smile, even on my worst days. Someone to make me laugh with bad jokes, someone to feel safe in their arms, someone that I’d never get tired of being around.

Finding someone like that is an amazing feeling because you always hear about it as a kid, see it with your parents and your parents’ friends, read about it in all the books, fairy tales, and high school novels, watch all the movies where the girl meets the boy and they live happily together; but observing it is nothing compared to feeling it, experiencing it yourself.

It’s an amazing thing, being happy. Especially when that’s something you aren’t used to in a relationship on a regular basis. It almost feels too good to be true, almost like you keep waiting for the bad thing to happen, the catch. But with this boy there is no catch, that bad thing just doesn’t exist.

I’m not going to lie, I can be a difficult person. I’m awful at communicating. I have walls which I built a long time ago from prior relationships hurting me, in attempts to avoid getting hurt again. There have been many times I’ve given him a window to quit on me, but he never has. He accepts everything about me and takes all difficulty with a smile.

So, this is a letter of thanks to the boy who always puts a smile on my face, who never even flinches or wavers when I throw something at him, who puts up with me regardless.