Dear Boyfriend,
We have been together for almost eight months now, can you believe this? As cliche as this may sound, it feels like I have known you for years, if not my entire life. You feel this way too, don't you?
You are probably wondering what the purpose of this open letter is. After all, I write plenty of cards/letters to you in reality. I want this letter to be an eternal reminder of the happiness you have brought, and are continuously bringing, to my life. I want this letter to help me express my thanks to you, for everything you do and well, for being you. However, above all, I want everyone to know how love can make you a better person, how YOU made ME a better person.
Do you remember on our first date, when you were waiting in your car on the church car park and I shyly came over to the window and asked if you were you? I was so afraid. I was afraid that you were going to lose interest in me as soon as you see me the way I am - the way I walk, because of my disability, the way my spine is curved, how my eyes go in different directions sometimes and how I need a lot of help everyday from people who are able-bodied.
I was shocked when you stepped out with a bouquet of beautiful red and white flowers, a picnic basket, and a huge smile on your handsome face and said "Hi! You look beautiful." Already, I felt like I was dreaming, like this was just a fairy-tale my brain made up to torture my single ass once more.
Once you sat on that bench and you took out all the goodies, I realized that you brought every single candy/sweet I have mentioned that I liked before. This much effort for... me? Why? I felt overwhelmed. In fact, I felt like I was going to cry. Looking back on this now, I am pretty certain that my face was red as a tomato.
It was such a fantastic day. From our picnic to our awkward little first kiss in the car when you pulled up in front of my car. It was perfect. Thank you.
That date was the beginning of the best days of my life. Those days have not yet ended.
As ridiculous as that may sound, I did not know true happiness until I met you. You became my best friend as well as my boyfriend. You bear the title of not only the former two, but also of my carer, my protector, my miracle, my guardian angel, my biggest inspiration, and my best supporter. To me, you are everything I have always wanted and much more.
You have accepted me whole; you have accepted all the "me's." The me that makes effort to look as nice as possible. The me that wears pajamas all day and binges on fast food. The me that is delirious with pain when a very bad flare strikes and I need any support I can get. You have accepted all my flaws, the minor and the very ugly flaws I was afraid to present to you.
Within the course of the seventy-eight months our relationship has existed, you have shown me more kindness than some of my long term friends ever had. You had drove me to and from hospital when I needed help. You have stayed up with me all night when I was having flares. You have binged watched my favorite Disney movies with me, even though you personally aren't huge on them. You have always respected my boundaries, and I know that you will continue doing so in the future.
Truth is, if I could choose anyone to be with in the world, I would choose you. You are the best thing to ever happen to me. You make life, even with this debilitating disability, worth living. You make me look forward to the future.
The future I am hoping to spend with you, sweetheart. I want to spend everyday of my life by your side. I want to be there for you through the good and the bad, as much as I possibly can. I want to support you through your life dreams just the way you support me with my writing. I want to help fulfill your dream of travelling all around this wonderful world.
A world that would never be this outstanding if you weren't here. You, my love, are the epitome of beauty in this world in my eyes.
Thank you. For everything. I hope you know that every word I have said in this article is true.
Yours forever,
Nazetel.
