To the person who understands my soul,

First of all, a million words could not do you any justice. As you know, I am quite the complicated person: sassy yet sensitive, organized yet in shambles, perfectionist yet spontaneous. The list goes on and on. Yet despite all of this, you've managed to not only stick with me--you've come to understand me. All in all, you just get me.

You know that when I stare off into the distance that I'm in deep thought, and you can even recognize when I'm cranky because I haven't eaten in a few hours. You no longer question my obsession with animals; in fact, you even expect me to talk to every dog that I see in passing. You're okay with being by my side as I get lost in a book for hours, and you have even grown fond of some of my interests.

However, I have not forgotten about you. Looking at how easily our worlds became one, I feel that I, too, understand your soul: your philosophic thinking, your love for nature, and your desire to succeed are among a few of my favorite things. And while we may be vastly different, I feel as though our souls are conditional: one cannot be without the other. And certainly, life would not be complete without you.

So, thank you. Thank you for understanding me and appreciating me. Thank you for finding me, and most importantly, for not letting go.