I want to tell you every little thing all the time and I think that’s why this is so slow, there was a moment earlier this year when the light hit your face in the park, you were rolling up your sleeve + about to get on your bike and it made me feel like I would always love you and always be surprised by it --- there are so many good things in my life but you’re the person I want to spend all my time with, who I want to read to and be read by, who I want to have smart and stupid conversations, I can keep up and then I can’t keep up and it is the best thing.
I didn’t know this was what I wanted and then I met you and my life shifted, I feel more like myself with you than anyone else, I want to make you proud and for you to be happy, I want more kissing behind the freezer door, looping through public gardens, sitting out the front of your house, tea in bed, walking to work together, listening to you talk about your work and the ways you want to keep helping people, understanding how to be the best to you so you can do all the things you want
of course it is not perfect but it isn’t meant to be but there is devotion and desire and trust and joy and new fast thoughts and still moments, there is space for both of us,