When I say you’re the best thing that has ever happened to me, I mean it. There aren’t enough words or ways for me even to begin to describe how much you mean to me and how thankful I am to have you in my life. I swear, whenever you’re asleep beside me, I just lay there and wonder if this all some sort of dream because I swear everything about you and the moments that I’ve had since I’ve met have been almost too good to be true.
Things like this don’t happen to me. They just don’t, it’s not how my life has ever been. As you know, I’m not entirely used to having nice things or having someone love and care about me the way you do. It’s new, this all has been new, but I never questioned it. You make me feel things I’ve never felt before or experienced and not just physically, but emotionally and mentally as well. I’m used to just living for one person, my dad. But you’ve become my world, Leo. It scared me at first how rapidly I found myself falling for you, but I threw caution to the wind a long time ago. I spend so much of time either worrying about other people or ensuring that the world around me doesn’t come crashing down, that it’s a rarity that I just let go, do something for myself, and allow myself to feel. You’re that breath of fresh air that keeps me going. Waking up to you every morning and falling asleep beside you every night are the best parts of my day.
I just…love you and I knew from the moment that I stepped into your door that my life wasn’t going to be the same. Is that corny? Probably, but it’s true. You changed my life entirely. I know it’s only been a short amount of time and that we still have a long way to go, but I love you so much nonetheless. And I find myself falling you more and more with each passing day. There are a lot of things in life that I’m not too sure of, but you aren’t one of them.
It’s you, Leo, and it always will be you. You’re all that I could ever want and need in this world. A world without you in it just doesn’t make sense and I wonder what the hell I was doing with myself before I met you. I’m my best self and am the happiest when I’m with you. You’re my better half; you’re the missing puzzle piece that I’ve been discreetly searching for all my life. You just fit, you’re perfect, and are everything that I could want or need.
So thank you for completing me, Leo.
Like I’ve said a dozen times throughout this letter, I love you. That’s the best way to sum it up. This is mostly my ramblings because my words when it comes to you at times escape me.
Now that I’ve babbled enough, onto the gifts:
Lingerie to men is what chocolate is for women on this holiday. So I got some fancy, skimpy lingerie for you to rip off of me sometime in the near future. His and her aprons to fulfill your odd fetish. And I owe you one of those fancy dinners all girlfriends are supposed to give their boyfriends. I heard you like Italian, so Italian it is and yes…sundaes are for dessert.
Now onto the last gift that I basically sold my soul to make happen. Of course life would make it so that they don’t play on our side of the universe at all. I did some research and apparently the Bruins rivals are the Montreal Canadiens (they sound sooooo intimidating). And well…they’re playing on the 27th of March…in Boston. You get to flail and fanboy in person over this game, instead of on the couch because I got tickets to the game. Yes, we’re next to the glass and apparently the likelihood of someone getting slammed against it is high.
Happy Valentine’s Day,