Alex
I procrastined sending this to you, the only reason being that I wanted it to look perfect. I wanted it to be something you could look at whenever the chance arose. It wasn't because I hadn't written it, or because I wanted to use it as a weapon. Or perhaps it is a weapon, to show you that I love you dearly.
I'm terribly excited for you to read it, to see the smile on your face, to feel your lips on mine. I tell you I love you daily, but I feel as though that isn't enough.
Corg, Blake and Kal are by my side. One is buried in fur, one is sleeping against my side and the other has his head resting on my thigh. You could easily guess which is which.
you are the dwayne to my johnson
One. I love how compassionate you are, mixed in with your kindness. You’re kind to everyone, and even though it has backfired on you in the past, it never stops you. You’re kind to everyone you meet, it doesn’t matter who they are or what they’ve done. The charity work you do is incredible, and I love reading the stories of you helping out children. It really shows what an outstanding person you are and how lucky I am to have a man like you in my life. | blake |
Two.
Your intelligence. You’re smart in every way I’m not and you challenge me in any way you can.
love. | It amazes me that you’ve gotten a degree while having a career at the same time. I love watching films with you, it gives me an insight of what’s going on in that mind of yours. I love talking about history, aliens, conspiracies, everything with you because I get another side of you that I absolutely love. |
It’s easy to get lost in our discussions and on nights where we talk for hours, I never want them to end. You keep me on my toes as much as I keep you on yours. I love seeing how your brain works. I love that there are moments where I can never expect what you’re going to say or what you’re thinking. You surprise me in the best ways.
Three.
You respect me. You respect what I love, you respect my decisions, you respect who I am as a person.
You’ve never tried to change me, even when I was spiralling down into addiction. You never gave up on me. You talked to me every moment you could. You saw me as a person and I’ll forever be grateful to have you on my side. Thank you, baby. Thank you for being who you are. There isn’t a single thing I would change about you because you’re perfect in my eyes.
Four.
You’re absolutely ridiculous. The things you say, the things you do… well, ridiculous is the only word I could describe you with. From the time we went dancing and you were jealous, to your eight days of apologies, to sending me dozens of roses counting the days we’ve been together. You would do anything for me, and my heart is so full thinking about it.
Five.
Kal is my baby, he is my bear, my fur child. It came as a surprise to me when you told me you have six dogs, five of which are in Russia. I was astounded. ‘How could anyone own so many dogs?’ I think i fell in love with you in that moment.
Finding someone who loves dogs as much as I do was rare, because trust me, I love them that much. I love that you took Kal in, treating him as though he was your own. Which he is, by now. His last name will change to Ovechkin eventually.
Six.
I didn’t want to write this one, because I knew it would go to your head. But I love your sense of humour. You’re quick witted and easy to play around with, even if you have my eyes rolling out of their sockets. I love your puns, your jokes, your laugh, your smile. Everything you think I get annoyed with well… I love them even more.
Seven.
Your persistence. How you can't let me go, how you love me with everything that you have. How you have the ability to make me open up like no one has before. You're a gift and only I get to open you.
Eight.
I fell in love with your heart first. You have enough heart to fit the entire world in, and I swear, that’s exactly what you’re trying to achieve. You have so much love to give to the world, I’m not surprised you get as much love returned. You love me in every way possible, you love me when I felt like I didn’t deserve to be loved. You make sure to know what I love to eat, drink, watch, read. You keep track of the mindless details, and the memories that even I’ve forgotten. You keep lists of things that we’ve watched, and what we haven’t. You bought a dog for me just because I said I loved corgi’s. You gave your heart to me when I didn’t think I would ever get it. You didn’t leave me even when I thought you should. I love you so much, Alex. My heart is yours.
"Sometimes I sit
and just get lost
staring into your eyes.
Without any
words exchanged,
we felt the love
gravitating from us.
Pulling us deeper into
each other's hearts"