Just to preface, the literature within this letter may contain adult content. Read at your own discretion. This is my love letter to my Significant Other/Lover. I feel a lot of love right now, especially with Aphrodite in April, and want to express it.

Logan.

I can't express how much I love you.

A feeling I have never really experienced before....the need to stay, even when things are getting harder. The want to keep going after the World has been pushing against you relentlessly. The images of you and I conquering battles, and enjoying the mysteries of the Earth we stand on. It's hard to express to you how much you have changed the very life I live day to day. This letter may never do justice in expressing my feelings for you, but God Damnit I hope it comes close.

I want to start by saying telling you how happy I get when you show me the things you love. Your excitement is childlike, and amazing to witness. The cogs behind your eyes get to going, and I can see the factory of your mind working. A bright light flashes there, just as you lift your eyebrows a bit, lean forward with a smile and just say, "Dude..." before going off on your wonderful tangent. You show me the things you love, what makes you laugh, or excited, and what reminds you of me. I am so grateful to be a part of your life's pleasures, and to be the person you get to come to to show those pleasures. I never thought I'd enjoy video games, motorcycles, guns and adult 80's cartoon movies until you started showing them to me. I take pride in being your person, thank you for trusting me with that.

I also pride myself on your physical touch. Your love seems to caress me the same way your arms do at night, right before the edge of sleep. Your fingertips brushing my skin, leaving soft, warm rivers of goosebumps in their place. It sends tingles across my skin, like your lips do when leaving constellations over my collarbones. You allow me to feel a lightness I have never been able to truly have from another person. A gentle squeeze of my cheeks. A moment of solitude on your chest, as well as a moment of energy between your legs. Our intimacy is untouchable, a euphoric experience of pure love and devotion to the bodies we give each other.

I feel heard with you more than anyone else. Throughout my life, I was bragged on for being the quiet girl who did great in school and didn't cause any problems. I also didn't have many people listen to me who actually cared about what I had to say. You and I could get into a tiff or two, and you are still actively trying to understand me and where I am coming from. You may not be able to understand what I am saying in that moment, but you are trying and that it more than most have ever offered to me. I find solidarity in the idea that even if we don't agree, don't understand or miscommunicate, we will still come out the end of the argument with our relationship being the resolve. We try to keep in mind that the relationship comes before the argument every time and fuck I have never been able to "not win" a fight before until now. Telling you everything is just secondary nature at this point, and you're the only person I'm comfortable with telling that to.

You are my Best Friend, my Partner, and my Lover. And you are amazing at all three titles. Everything you do, you do it head on, full throttle, all gas no breaks and I admire the fuck out of that. I've watched you work on things, eyebrows furrowed, lips pursed, focused look on your face. It doesn't take much to get you angry when figuring things out or doing a task that is difficult, but you're so fucking smart and persistent anyways that you figure it out yourself in the end, and then EXCELL above others in the process of learning! You really are a force to be reckoned with and I am so happy I get to witness you succeed more and more throughout life. I want to continue watching you grow and do more, see more, accomplish more in an attempt at following your dreams. I want to stand by your side and say, "Yeah, I support you. I've got your back. You've got this. I'll do whatever you need in order to help you succeed." And I know that you will do the same thing for me. I want us to grow together, and I can't express how excited I am to continue growing with you.

The comfort I get from waking up next to you is enamoring. We wake up in tangles, bare skin and loose limbs. We simply enjoy the quiet of the morning before the alarm jerks us from each other. We walk around the house talking shit, smoking, and just being authentically ourselves. I notice more and more how intricately you are woven into my life. And I adore every second we get to be in each others presence. We could be silent, loud, mad or happy. Either way, I am comfortable and okay with it, because you are my comfort zone.

My love, I'm not sure when, but you became my everything. Maybe it was the first night we slept in the same place together. Maybe it was the first kiss. Maybe it was the first touch. The first fuck. The first date, the first week, the first clothes we shared. The sweet family we have created, the home we have manifested. I don't think there is a single moment where I said, "He is my everything." and yet I have known for a very long time now. Forever doesn't have to be a ring, but if you feel so inclined then know I'd say "yes"...but only for you. Forever could be forever minus a wedding. It could be forever and a day. It could be forever until it isn't forever. All I know is you are forever in my eyes, and I enjoy every moment, kiss, touch, conversation, blunt drive and goofy antic I spend with you.

Thank you for being my person. Thank you for being your own person. Thank you for being alive. Thank you for being you. Just....thank you.

I love you. I appreciate you. I respect you. And I hope you know.