for my better half.
words are meaningless;
according to the entire human race,
it’s all about action
doing instead of saying
showing instead of telling
but you know me,
words are my forte
me speaking is me taking action
actions can be rejected, halted, hurtful
but words?
words are forever baby,
words are honest
(and you know how i love honesty)
but even so,
words are meaningless.
words are meaningless because there are over 170,000 words in the English language and not a single one of them comes close to describing the way I feel about you
across every known language
not a single word,
phrase or sentence...
there are not words to describe how completely yours i am
the future is an open landscape,
a blank slate on which i plan to write the story of us
the past is a war zone.
pieces of my heart lost in battles i know i never signed up to fight in,
my innocence given so freely to the one person in my life who deserved it the least
but the present?
the present is a myriad of emotions.
what’s left of my heart beating erratically in my chest whenever you so much as breathe
the present is
this feeling of smiling all the fucking time because you…love me
i am yours.
for as long as you’ll have me,
for always,
for forever
you’ve gotten under so much more than my skin baby
you are slowly tearing down the Fort Knox-level security walls i’ve had around my heart since i was ten…
walls i’ve been fortifying since before i knew that the word fortify even meant
you make me feel
strong,
happy,
loved.
and i don’t…
stars above woman, i don’t know how to exist in this state of…happiness
i’m not used to smiling at my phone,
or anxiously awaiting a text back,
or planning my entire future around someone i hope will be the one who stays
(hope is such a dangerous thing…
but i hope with all my fucking heart)
i’ve tossed the phrase “i’m in love” around my entire life
i’ve been falling, tripping, and face-planting into it for eighteen years
(or so i thought…)
every piece of every part of who i am
is completely and utterly in love with every piece of every part of who you are
(long story short:
i’ve had dreams about our wedding,
i apparently already have my vows written)