This may not be the perfect time to do this, and make of it what you will, but Britt: You are my rock. You are my island in the sun. You are everything I need you to be and more.
I may not always make it clear to the world, but I hope I at least make it clear to you: I love you. I love you because of who you are, and who you aim to be. I am lucky to have known you, and lucky to have your love.
The love you give me sustains me in times of need. It keeps me going when all seems to be lost. There have been many times where you, and what you give to me have been the sole reason for me retaining some sort of hope that I can keep going, that I will return to fight through another day.
Through everything we’ve been through, for all the angst and strife and chaos we’ve put each other and ourselves through, I’ve always been able to remember that you make me feel more valid, more real than anybody I’ve ever met. You’ve managed to make me feel, even during the worst of times, even when everyone else has failed that I have something to give to this world. That this entire life of mine is not futile. And that is something that I can never make clear enough to you.
I know in my heart that’s a feeling I inspire in you, as well. I can’t do anything but feel guilty that I don’t do enough to make you feel loved, to make you feel assured about how I feel about you. This is a small attempt to make up for this… for my lack of words on this matter. But I hope at least that you know it is inside me— that you know where my true feelings lie. I know that is not always enough, and I’m sorry for not recognizing this sooner.
Please take these words for what they are— a hastily written declaration of the truth as I see it.
With Love,
Pook.
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There is nothing sweeter than a hastily written declaration...most. Love is louder.
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