letterhearts

Through the lenses of selfish independence, accountability becomes restriction, empathy becomes illogicality, consideration becomes a hassle, loving compromise becomes losing oneself, assurance becomes a nuisance, communication becomes a chore.

Trust is earned and effort is a choice.

But I do think it is a necessary process

For us to understand each other better and walk closer

You need to know what I need to feel safe and loved

I need to step out of my comfort zone to be ok with distance

We need to learn how to communicate and compromise

Learn how to solve problems well together and we’ll be good

It’s like a dance, figuring out the pace and steps

Past the early days of fluttery feelings and nervousness

Into storming and norming together with you

With each thing figured out together,

We understand each other better,

I grow more confident in our ability to walk together

My trust in you grows and I feel more safe.

It’s uncomfy when new things to learn and adjust to appear,

But as long as we are committed to holding each other’s hand

And walking through it together as a team we’ll be okay.

We have come a long way, from the days we first began

I have come a long way, learning how to be better for you

Resolving things in my own heart and learning about you

I have come to trust and love you more

And believe that we’ll really figure it all out, it will be okay

You make me want to be a better version of myself

Every day I remind myself to push myself a little

Out of my comfort zone, discovering something new

About myself, what I can do, growing a little more

You’re the first person in my life who makes me

Want to do more, do better, even without saying a thing

For the first time in my life I want to work hard for

More than just me, but also for someone else

Even when you never asked for anything but understanding

From my heart, I want to give you so much more

That when you come back to me at the end of this waiting

You’d have found I’ve made good use of endurance

To make myself a glowing prize for your hard work

Someone you’d be proud of, standing at the end of the aisle

When I go to church, I thank God for being good,

For giving me a precious gift like you

For the first time I pray at night for God to bless this

And to give me the wisdom to know how best to love you

Did you know how special you are?