For someone special...
Okay, just to say a few words about THAT piece. It's sappy. And it's horrible written.
Did I mention that it is very, very, very cheesy? Oh my. Well, but it's out now-so cope with it! I won't take it back :P
Oh, yeah, and by the way... I wrote it 6 months ago during a sleepless night, so you should't be all surprised that it is not corrected... (unfortunately).
Five things, you ruined for me (because I can't think of someone else/ something else but you, while doing them) .
And many things you didn’t.
The first thing you ruined for me, is caramel.
The sweetest candy, I have ever known, is nothing in comparison with a kiss from you!
The second thing, you ruined for me is writing a letter.
When I meet you first, I thought you weren’t someone, who likes to read letters or to write them. And then, I don’t know why, I started writing you.
Early in the morning, when you were sleeping peacefully, I got up, making breakfast and writing letters. I’d put them in your lunchbox, in your backpack, in your jacket, your trousers- everywhere where I could be sure, you would find them. And you did. You read all of them.
The emotional ones and the casual ones.
The longer ones and the shorter ones.
You said you had liked them.
And then, you started writing, too. Not much in the beginning. Short letters. One page. But they became longer, and with that increasing, my feelings were increasing, too.
So, I will never ever be able again, to write someone a letter, without thinking of you, and without looking after every single letter- every single line- you wrote.
The third thing you ruined for me, is sleeping alone in a huge bed.
You know, when we started sleeping besides each other in my little bed, I was nerved. Because it was too warm under the blanket, it was too little (the bed, for sure), and I was not used to somebody slightly snoring besides me.
Or someone, who is wrapping his arms around me.
Or legs tangled with mine.
Or being kissed at first in the morning. And, if I should be honest, I never liked it.
What I liked, was sleeping in a huge bed, alone. Tossing around at night. Waking up with arms and legs spread over 2 meters of comforting blankets and pillows.
But after some time, I got comfortable with your presence, though I ever said I was not used to.
And now? After 9 months sleeping together and waking up with your arms around me?
I not only get used to it…no, at first I started to like it and now I love it. There is nothing more lovely, as to wake up beside you- your arms around me, our legs tangled, your husky voice.
Now, I'm tossing and turning every night,when I have to be alone.
I'm restless.
I can't sleep, though I'm tired.
Until you are there.
I’ll be never ever able to enjoy sleeping alone, as much as I enjoy having you next beside me.
The fourth thing you ruined for me, is dancing.
I have ever liked dancing.
Ever.
Until the day I had to dance with someone.
Every step was gawky and my partner was stepping on my feet, with every step we took.
No elegance, no precise steps, no joy, fun or passion in it.
I was happy, when it was over.
Two years after that, my best friend asked me for a dance, and I noticed, that if a guy could take the lead, dancing was fun.
My Exboyfriend could dance. But he never wanted to do so. I was disappointed of him and of dancing ones more.
I had to dance for myself, whenever the mood striked me.
Until you danced yourself in my life- and my heart.
I was nervous, before we danced first. I didn’t know, how you would dance, nor did I know how I would.
But there weren’t gawky steps. (Although you stepped on my toes more than one time!)
Actually you could take the lead.
I was never so comfortable with someone doing so.
And I never enjoyed dancing so much, as I do with you.
And every time, we have to change the partner, during our practice, I know, that no one will ever be able to lead (me) as you do.
Because of you, I know that dancing has very much in common with love.
And I don’t know, if I will be ever able to dance with someone, who’s not you.
The fifth thing you ruined for me, is watching Pirates of the Caribbean.
We like the movies.
We did so, before we got in contact with each other.
After we dated the fourth time, we decided, that It would be cool, to watch the movies all together at one evening.
At the first date, I was more than sleepy.
You were sitting beside me, shoulders bumping together once a while.
I was too nervous, and too sleppy to lean my head on your shoulders. And I could think of nothing else, during the whole movie, but of the feeling of your arms around my shoulders or my hands in yours (at that point something I never felt before). You never did any of that, at that evening.
The following day, I was even more nervous.
We watched the second movie. And three quarters of the third.
I was sitting on the arms of my chair, you were sitting in it. After hours of uncomfortable sitting, you asked me to join you.
Not even 10 Minutes later, I knew the feeling of your arms around my shoulders and I thought that you would hear my heart beat drumming against my chest.
The rest of the movie was a blur of emotions.
During the end credits, you kissed me the first time.
...and many things you didn’t.
You have shown me, how it feels to love someone really. With heart and soul, and everything one have.
You have shown me the feeling of being loved honestly.
You have shown me warmth, I never experienced before.
You have shown me feelings, I was sure I would never feel- now, I do.
You have shown me, that there are persons worth fighting for. That you are worth fighting for.
You have shown me, that every feeling I had, and what I called love, was nonsense. It was not even in the near of those feelings I have for you.
You have shown me, that relationship’s aren’t stupid and aren’t about having a boyfriend, but about feeling warmth, love, passion, anger, jealousy, joy- about having someone to lean on, someone to hold, someone to laugh with, to cry with/for, to smile on, someone to care for, someone to make you feel alive.
You have shown me something I wouldn’t miss for everything in the world.
You have shown me love.
You have shown me, that I will never ever be able to love someone so entirely, like I love you!
...and I hope, that you'll show me those (and more) things for the rest of our time...this is something I truly wish for, something I hope for. And I hope, I'll unleash those feelings in you, too.
With all my love,