For the one I love ~
Jared, this is for you. I can never find the right words to make up sentences to explain how much I love you, and how much you mean to me, but here's somewhat of an attempt. Though I have dated more than one other guy, I love you far more than anyone I have yet to be with. Being your first girlfriend, I want to make this relationship as perfect as can be for you. So far, things seem to be pretty perfect to me, ever since I first started dating you. I remember the small conversations we used to have on Facebook. If you hadn't added me thinking I was just another person from your school, I have no idea where we would be. We would probably still have little to no conversations, and I would probably still be moping over the last boyfriend I had. You have been such an emotional help to me. You don't judge or critisize me when I tell you what I'm going through. You listen to me like a friend would, and you give me the best advice that you know. Imagine what things would have been like if I didn't ask you for your cellphone number, and better yet, didn't have the guts to tell you that you were cute. Being as where we are now, it's difficult to think that I was afraid to admit that you were cute. I constantly tell you how adorable you are like it's nothing. The night at the football game when we first met, I was afraid to look into your eyes. It's funny, now. It's funny how I used to think you lived in another state, and my chances of meeting you were nothing. I can't get over the feeling that I got when you had told me that you lived around where I did, and then my chances of never seeing you went from seeing you at least once every week. I can't ever forget that night at the football game. The night that I had first met you, and the realization I experienced just by seeing you in person. Honestly, I was so anxious, I'm surprised that I didn't faint and just fall to the ground. As if I thought things couldn't have gotten any better, they did. You completely won my heart over by asking to hold my hand, and when you just held me and talked to me under that tree. These may be considered small things, but they mean so much to me. Everything you say has at least some significance to me. I never thought a single person could have this much of an affect over someone else. I love every second I get to see your face. It helps me get through the other days of the week so much easier. Oh, and, you're the first boyfriend I have ever had that willingly lets me spoon him. It's even better when you ask me to, though. There's just so much I love about you. I love the tickle-fights we have and in the end we just end up kissing for a long time. I love how we can snuggle and watch My Little Pony, and the fact that you like it as much as I do is even better. I love how you don't care about how obnoxious I can be around my other friends, and I love how you have never said anything negative to me. You have never judged me for who I am or for how I look. You accept me for who I am the same way as I do for you. You're perfection all jumbled inside a simple being, and I get to call that perfection mine. I hope you know how much it meant to me when you jost told me the things you have been through. You're just always so honest, I can never have a reason to worry about the actions you choose to make. I hope you understand how much I love you, and how much this relationship means to me. I hope you know that I will do anything in my way to make sure this relationship will last for as long as it can, and to make sure that it will never have any flaws. Ever since we first started dating, things have seemed so much better and I appreciate small things, I appreciate who you are for the most part. I appreciate how a guy as caring as you can even exist. And I appreciate, that for your first girlfriend, you chose me to be her. What I'm trying to get out of this is my feelings, and for you to know how greatful I am to have met you. I will admit, that it's really adorable when you mock me over things that I have accidentally done. I love how we can joke around with eachother and neither of us will get butthurt over what the other person will say. Thank you, for helping me out of the bad state I was in when we had first started talking. Thank you, for just everything you have done. For trusting me, accepting me, and mostly, for loving me. This is real, Jare, and, I love you. I love you with every atom that makes up my being.
MindFucked