“Falling in love with you sounded wrong in so many levels. Falling in love with your best friend was like falling in love with your brother. But time passed and I started feeling different. I felt less depressed, less invisible, I felt happiness, I felt alive. You changed something inside me, I don’t know why or how, but you did. Then, one day, we were having the time of our lives, we laughed our asses off and in that moment, I knew I was screwed. You occupied the major part of my thoughts, you were in my mind all day long, and I wanted you to feel that way about me too.
I loved you when you were happy, I loved you when you were sad or angry, I loved you no matter what your mood was. The words you said to me were like an ocean drowning me, and I was really in no need to go up and take some air. I loved spending time with you, it was special and priceless, we had something I never had with anyone before.
I was afraid of loving someone this much, I was afraid of getting hurt and finding out you did not feel the same way I did, I was scared by the idea of love. But then, you gave me a whole different definition about that word.
I swore I would never fall in love with you, but eventually, you ruined my plans.
And I’m glad you did.
The day we kissed for the very first time, you made me feel things I cannot really explain. I felt something beyond happiness.
That day, I went to sleep with a smile on my face knowing that the boy I was in love with, love me too, and oh god, how good it felt to be loved.”
v.s Letter to my significant other