why do you love me?

* originally posted june 18, 2013

Love is a tricky thing, o best beloved. There are so many things to cover and not enough words to express the feeling. Nevertheless, I will do my best to give you the short version of the story. Maybe then, you will never have to worry again, o best beloved.

Your words, I fell in love with you well before you and I had ever met. Your command of English is incredible. Your stories were my stories, my words on your paper. My heart skipped a beat with every letter. By the end of discovering you were real, my heart was pounding against the front door trying to find you, o best beloved.

Your eyes, when we met I knew you were the one. You had the same look I did. You the little girl trapped inside a body much too old, with much too much experience to be your own. That little girl was screaming to me when I saw you. The little boy in me answered, our first embrace would be the final straw to my willpower and I could not resist the overflow of emotion that followed, o best beloved.

You are kind, caring, sweet, loving. You are the type of person to give the shirt off your back or the last dollar in your wallet to a friend. Your imagination is vivid; you paint a picture with words like a master painter. You are strong, stronger than anyone I have ever met, stronger than I am. You have survived, you are a survivor, oh best beloved.

The little girl you hold so tightly to you, the one no one has ever been strong enough or had enough will to touch. I love you for that little girl, for the little boy in me, the pair of children we really are. The ones that never got love but always wanted it. I love you because you protected that little girl and did everything in your power to keep her safe, you don’t realize how easy it would’ve been for you to let her go and be consumed fully. You don’t see it because you didn’t think it was even an option and for that I will die the happiest man ever, just for having you in my life, o best beloved.

You say you were surrounded by darkness, o best beloved. But you do not realize that it is only because you were the light shining so brightly, but no matter how hard darkness tries it cannot stop you from shining. You are so much stronger than you will know; you coped, fought tooth and nail and overcame everything that was set in your path. For that reason alone, I am a lucky man, o best beloved.

I know what you are thinking; I know where you are coming from. You don’t need to explain yourself to me because we are thinking the same thing. We have experienced the same things; our life stories are eerily similar. This is both sad and a relief to the both of us, we can relate and that is a beautiful thing since there are far and few people who can relate the way you and I can. I love you because when I tell you something I don’t need to go into detail, you know. You fill in the blanks, you already have the answers, and we have both done it to each other. Because of this, I will ALWAYS be a fulfilled man in our relationship; I love you for it, o best beloved.

You calm me and I calm you. You make me feel safe because you are here, you are loving, you are honest and I trust you. You allow me to not be so afraid to just be me, and I love you for just you. If you were to ever try to be what I wanted you to be, well you were born it. You are perfect, just the way you are, perfectly you and that is something to love, it is an honor and I do love you, o best beloved.

There are millions and millions of reasons why I love you; any single reason alone would be enough for me to be sure that I will ALWAYS love you; you will ALWAYS be enough for me. One reason to love you, one reason you will be enough, one for every day for the rest of my life and the rest of time, o best beloved.

Just remember, I love you. I will always love you and you will never EVER have to worry about that. Bound together by common history and a beautiful future, tied together as if by rope unseen, o best beloved.