My girlfriend is the target mwahaha. This one is just me being a gay sap. Started on twitter!
I have never met someone like you. Not to say that that is a bad thing. In fact, it's quite the opposite. There was something about you, that from the moment you first sent me a message, I couldn't quite figure out. It was as if I was drawn to you, and only you, for a long time. Every message and every thought and feeling was exhilarating - it was new, exciting, and a breath of well-needed fresh air. At that time, I wasn't exactly in a great place. In fact, there were a lot of things going through my mind that I'm not happy to admit. But you were there for me. I could talk to you, and it felt right for the first time in...ever. It was that feeling of being right that made me start to admire you. You're strong, you're brave, and you always seemed to know exactly what to say. In hindsight, we were both just winging it, but it never looked that way. From an outsider looking in, you were...perfect. And you still are. Now, my definition of 'perfect' isn't exactly what the literal way to define it is. Perfection, in my eyes, is not to be flawless. It's to keep going in spite of flaws, to help others and yes, have the traits of a human who's tired of some people's shit. It's to be alive, to live your life even though there are obstacles in the way, to be as okay as you can be and asking for help when you need it. And in every way possible, you are perfection. You are my definition of perfect. And there was so much in your grace, in how you held yourself, that I couldn't sit back and stare. I got closer to you, I became your friend, and then in due time, I realised that everything I had been admiring was just traits that made you...you. It wasn't perfection, but in my eyes, that's what you were. You were just...amazing. In every single way. My brain automatically assumed that you were perfection, y'know? As much as I want to ramble on for longer, I believe there isn't much else to tell. I guess this has just been me rambling about you, but what else can I do? I'm a hopeless romantic (which you've probably figured out by now) and a big attention hog. But...you like that. I guess what I'm trying to say is... You're amazing. And I admire you for everything you are able to do. I love you.
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