You know that moment when you’re sitting in front of your computer, trying to find the right words to say about someone, but you can’t figure it out because words just aren’t enough? …. yeah, I’m having that moment right now.
As I was looking through my closet tonight for my class T-shirt, I came across a lot of old letters and posters written and made by friends, some of whom I’m not exactly close with anymore. I found old homemade Christmas cards, hand-crafted birthday cards, and just plain handwritten letters that were given to me just because. Each had a different tone to them, a smidge of personality from the person who wrote it. And I think that’s why I enjoy handwritten letters and homemade cards.. they’re just so personal. I mean, no doubt, receiving a card from the store is great too. I understand that not many people are good with words, per say. But I don’t know. I’ve always enjoyed reading things that people take the time to write and/or create. Then, at times like these when I find them scattered about, it brings back a lot of good memories.
When it comes to you, those three words are uttered out of my lips quite frequently. But when I tell you I love you, it isn’t just out of habit or to start a conversation. I tell you I love you to remind you that you are the best thing that has ever happened to me.
I turned my head to the left, fixing my gaze upon him. He sat there, motionless, quiet, peaceful. His eyes met mine as he lifted his head up. Deep, brown, beautiful. The corner of his mouth pulled into a subtle smile and his eyes started to crease. The brightness of his smile radiated throughout the dimly lit room, making my eyes widen and my heart beat faster. I love his smile. I love him.
There aren’t enough words to express how thankful I am to have you in my life.
I know I say it all the time, but every little thing you do for me means so much. Walking me to class, hugging me when I’m cold, kissing my forehead just because, talking to me on the phone every night.. You even put up with all the crap that comes with being with me. I complain about little things, I whine to get my way (which doesn’t really work because you see past that, punk -__-).. and yet you still love me the same.
I don’t know what I did to deserve you, but whatever it was, I’m glad I did it. I honestly can’t remember the last time I was this happy; in fact, I don’t think I’ve ever been as happy as I am now. And I have you to that for that. I just hope that I’m able to make you as happy as you make me.
I get scared that you’ll eventually get tired of me, that I’ll run out of things to sweep you off your feet with.. It’s not that I’m doubting the strength of our relationship—it’s not that at all. I know our relationship can withstand time and obstacles, no doubt. I just fear that you’ll get bored of me, of the things we do, of our routine.
But then again, you say that you won’t, and I just have to have faith in that. And I do. I believe you. I have so much faith in you, as well as in our relationship, so I don’t even know why I get scared in the first place.
I guess what I’m trying to say is, I never want to be without you. You mean more to me than you know.
what is the most important thing when it comes to a relationship
Besides the feelings (obviously), I think honesty is extremely important in a relationship. Without honesty, there is no trust. Without trust, there is no communication. I mean, it’s really not that hard to tell the truth to your significant other, even if it’s the smallest thing. Because once you start lying about the small things, you’ll eventually start to lie about the big things. And never underestimate your significant other—he/she will eventually find out the things you fib about, trust me. So just be honest with each other. It’s really not that hard.
I had a great day today with my boyfriend and my family. It’s always great to spend time with Isaac and when he is included in my family’s plans, it makes it even better. He’s my little brother’s best friend now haha.
• Baby took a bus ride to Silver Creek plaza, which took about an hour. He was supposed to get on another bus, but it took too long to come. His solution? Run the rest of the way to my house. The things this boy does for me.. *sigh ^_^ • He tutored me in chem because I was confused on some problems. • We started to watch A Walk to Remember because he had always promised me that he would watch it with me. • In the middle of the movie, my family upped and went to Great Clips for some hair cuts, so we tagged along. Great Clips was closed and we went to Walgreens to pick up some stuff. • We then ventured to Fowler Park. It was Isaac’s first time! He kept trying to run me through the water -__- We played on the playground together and just had a good time. Then we went with my family to look at the view and took pictures. • We got home and finished watching the movie. After that, we watched my brother play the Star Wars Kinect game. • Today was the first day Baby had dinner with my family :)))) • After dinner, we all started to watch We Bought a Zoo. My little brother persisted on sitting next to Isaac to show him something. I tried to squeeze in the middle but my brother got mad haha. By the end of the video he was showing him, my brother was fully leaning on Isaac. I thought it was cute. ^_^
My boyfriend just left. I’m very grateful for everything he does for me. He treats me like such a princess. I’m glad I not only got to spend time with my family today, but with my love as well.
Sometimes I don’t know what to say about you. Not in a bad way or anything, but in the way that there aren’t enough words to adequately describe how much you mean to me.
I remember the first time I saw you, and how the butterflies in my stomach flipped at that moment.. The funny thing is, that feeling never changed. Until now, you still seem to stir up that giddy feeling in me that no one else can. Like when you walk up that hill after my 6th period with that smile on your face like you’re happy to see me.. My heart doesn’t stop thumping because all I can think to myself is, “Wow.. that’s my boyfriend..” or "I really do love this boy."
I don’t know where I’m going with this, but I guess this is just what happens when I start thinking about you. (Which is pretty often, if I do say so myself.)
I just want you to know that I love you. Plain and simple, but with a whole lot of heart.
Tell me something: how am I supposed to respect you, let alone even like you, when you are an arrogant, prideful human being who can’t even treat a woman, who—let me remind you—does literally EVERYTHING for you, with respect?
You give respect in order to gain it, remember that.
The hand-holding, the good morning texts, the goodbye kisses, the sweet gestures you make just to take care of me.. I love it. Our relationship is really great and I honestly have no complaints.
"You’re the best." I tell you that all the time and I say it with as much confidence as possible. I have never met anyone so kind-hearted, so loving, so sweet, so charming—and not to mention, so stubborn—and every day you seem to sweep me off of my feet with all of the little things you do. You probably don’t think that they amount to much, but trust me, they all make me extremely happy.