Today there is so many things that I have to tell you.
At first, I am sorry.
Sorry for all these things I've never dared to do,
Because I didn't trust myself.
Sorry for all these things I've done or have said,
Because I didn't trust you enough anymore.
Sorry for my angers, my tears, my silences and my gestures.
Sorry for all that I forget unceasingly,
For all that I reproach you, and for all that I don't manage to do.
Sorry, sometimes, not to be enough.
And sorry, sometimes, to be too much.
But I also have to thank you.
Thank you for all that you dared to do for me,
And thank you for all that you put aside for the same reasons.
Thank you for your words
soft, whispered, badly chosen, roared in Paris, murmured against my skin, right, sweet, true.
Thank you for your anger when I needed to wake up.
Thank you for your embraces when I was too much afraid of the world.
Thank you for your caresses which made swollen my heart so much.
Thank you for your secrets which I keep affectedly.
Thank you for your silences which yelled that you were there
Thank you for your stories which helps me to fly away from myself.
Thank you for your honesty which allows me to place in you a whole blind confidence.
Thank you for taking me completely,
With all my defects, my fears, my doubts, my questions, my incomprehensions.
Thank you not to have ever changed,
To be always remained yourself and to be the constant of my life.
Thank you for your love.
Thank you for your sweetness.
Thank you for your strength.
Thank you for your friendship.
Thank you for your kindness.
And especially thank you for all the things which are yet to come.
I love you.