Merry Christmas
I think someone was reading my mind. This apartment is my home. There is only one other place I could call home, and that's with him.
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Speaking of you, I couldn't ask for anyone better. Yes, you're there when I need you the most, whether physically or not, but you're also there even if I don't need you. That's probably one of the things I love most about you. I can't find the right words to express to you how grateful I am that you are with me.
Last night, when you were holding me and I was crying into your sweater, you didn't even need to say anything. It was in the way that you held me. It was perfect.
When you tell me how proud you are of me... it means so much to me. It means so much to hear the man that I love, tell me that he is proud of what I'm doing, where I'm going.
My thoughts are scattered, but I can only imagine it's because there are so many wonderful things that you do for me. There are so many good things in this relationship that I can't organize them into one flowing thought.
I really just want to say thanks. Thanks for being there for me. Thanks for letting me snot on your sweater. Thanks for knowing just what I need to hear. Thanks for knowing when you don't need to say anything at all. Thanks for being you. Thank you, for loving me.