You came into my life when the last thing I wanted to do was spill my secrets. I didn’t want to tell anyone what I was experiencing and the little things that had impacted my life the past few months were haunting me. I didn’t want to talk about those things - until you came into my life.
I don’t believe in the magic that fairies use but that’s what you’re made of. You sparkle, you shine, you infuse happiness into the air. Maybe you’re not perfect but all things considered, who you are could not be more perfect. You could not be a better you. Everyone has flaws and you have them but that doesn’t define you. You let yourself get lost in the breeze on a summer day, the scent of flowers in the garden, the sharp nip of fall’s first appearance. You lose yourself in the stories about your family, the taste of coffee, the sound of your favorite singer. You forget what’s happening in the world when you write, when you draw, when you sing.
Oh, the things I would do for you.
I would buy you a house in a meadow full of flowers. I would buy you a kitten with sparkling eyes just like yours. I would make your favorite meal every day. I would sing your favorite song with you in the middle of the night. I would drive a thousand miles just to celebrate your birthday. I would abandon my ideals to support your dreams. I would let you go if it meant you’d be happy.
There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for you if it meant you’d be happy. Your happiness is everything to me.
People are flawed, the world is screwed up, and life isn’t easy. Our flaws turn to scars that never fade, our problems become bumps in the road behind us, and the people that matter to us will someday fade away. Until then, I can’t imagine a world without you in it. I don’t want to live my life without you in it. Your life, a complex story in and of itself, will always be written into my book and I hope our chapter never ends.
People don’t give enough credit to the friends in our lives. We swoon over couple goals and idolize romantic ideals. We want to find that one person in our lives who gets us one hundred percent. That person is always shown as the lover you may or may not someday find, but never as the best friend who never left your side. The person who knows you inside and out and still sticks around. That best friend may be one of many, but it doesn’t make them any less valuable. It makes them that much more valuable, that you found so many people who know you so well. That person, your partner in crime, your second soul, is you. You are my partner in crime, my second soul, the piece of me I’ll never get back.
Oh, the things I would do for you.
