Being with him felt surreal, I was constantly worried that it was too good to be true that one day I would wake up and he'd be gone...being with him was..
Waking up to forehead kisses, smiles, and coffee in bed
Getting a good morning text even if we had slept next to each other all night and he had already left for work
Constantly being told I was beautiful, no matter how drunk, sick, sad, tired, angry, afraid or happy I felt
Always being touched in some way, shape or form because whether he knew it or not it made me feel safe
Holding me while we slept and squeezing my hand just a little bit tighter when I'd move and accidentally wake him
Doing everything in his power to make me smile when he had no idea why I was even crying in the first place
Getting me whatever it is I wanted even after I told him not to because he knew it would make me smile
Listening to me even when I didn't make any sense and he didn't agree with me
Making me feel like the most important person in the world whenever we were together
Being with him was being so comfortable around someone that you didn't even realize how much of an idiot you were being until he just laughed and joined you. Being with him was the constant feeling of safety and the constant feeling of love no matter how annoying we were being. Being with him was a blessing and I don't think I can ever thank him enough for teaching me to love myself and what it's like to feel love in return.
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