The Truth Is...

The truth is…

I’ve wanted to know you this well for five years. The moment I stepped into that classroom, my eyes shifted in the direction of a confident voice cracking jokes and I smiled. I thought to myself, “He seems nice, but I’d hate to bother him.”

The truth is…

I love your voice. The first time I heard you sing, I was mesmerized. It was so crystalline and beautiful. Every time I hear you sing, I can’t help but grin and internally melt.

The truth is…

You’re my best friend, my human journal, my other half. You complete me.

The truth is…

I love you, more than I’ve ever loved anyone outside of my family. You mean the entire universe to me. You’re attractive, you’re talented, you’re funny, you’re sweet, and you’re so amazing.

The truth is…

I shouldn’t. I shouldn’t love you this deeply. I once used the word “enamored” to describe how I felt, but I don’t think I should feel that way.

The truth is…

I do anyway. For all of the reasons I listed. And you love me for the exact same reasons.

The truth is…

I’m scared. I’m scared that when you leave, you’ll forget about me because you won’t have seen me in so long. I’m scared you’ll find someone better and your love will no longer be for me.

The truth is…

I don’t deserve such a wonderful person like you in my life. And yet, the universe has blessed me with your friendship, your love, and your support.

The truth is…

You’re such a big part of my life, and I would hate to lose you. I’m so incredibly grateful that I know you and am so lucky to have you.