us

i was a cynic. i never believed in happy endings. i never honestly believe that i will be happy and worse: i was never the type to feel i was loved.

until something happened.

YOU.

4 months since we called it official and 6 months since we met behind ronald mcdonals fat shiny red ass. it does feel like forever does it? i have said this far too much and far too often that it might loose its meaning. i love you. i know we have had bad times and yes we've had the worst. i will stand by you and care enough to fight for what we have and that i love you enough not to let go. it means thinking of you, dreaming of you, wanting and needing you constantly and hope that you feel the same way for me. 

i never thought i'd end up being this happy, this contented, this overwhelmed with the thought that i deserved to be loved. i am loved. i am loved by you. you love me still when i know at times its hard to find a reason to. 

yes, i believe we are forever.

soulmates.

always.

every time.

every reality.