In the beginning I was alone. Well most of my life. I watched all these movies talking about love and what I was supposed to look like. I had dreamt about that kind of love in the movies, but I never thought I would get it. And I didn’t for the longest time. There must be something wrong with me. Until I met you. 

I love the way you kiss my nose gently. 

I love the way your hand fits in mine. 

I love the way you hug me tightly, it’s like you never want to let go. 

I love the way you sleep, snore, and swoop in to hold me when I’m sad. 

I love the way you tell me how beautiful I am. 

I love the way you care for and about me. 

I love the way you are always there for me or anyone around you. 

I love the way you listen, I feel like I’m finally heard. 

I love the way your lips form a smile when you see me. 

I love the way your deep, caring, bright blue eyes stare into mine.                                                   

I love the way you are always there to wipe away my tears. 

I love the way you make me feel loved. 

I love the way you love me. 

When you look my way and smile it feels so right. 

You helping me with my math homework over facetime feels so right. 

Hearing your voice as I fall asleep feels so right. 

Your simple touch feels so right.        

Loving you feels so right.       

I have learned that the type of love that exists in the real world is not what it is in the movies. It isn't always going to be sunshine and rainbows. We fight and we get mad. But what I do know is that love in the real world doesn’t just go away. Whether I’m mad, sad, happy, annoyed, jealous, excited I know that I love you.