I've fallen in love with you. No, let me rephrase. I've fallen completely and hopelessly in love with you.
I don't know exactly how or when this happened,
but all I do remember was waking up one day and realizing that I would be willing to endure just about anything and everything, as long as you were by my side.
At first, I was scared, panicking on the inside,
wondering where these emotions had just come from out of nowhere.
After all, in just the span of a few months,
you had moved from someone I could do without, to the only thing I could think about.
Now, based on just how well I know your predictable ass,
I know that your reaction would be instantaneous. A look of pure disbelief and skepticism, before a nervous laugh shortly after, followed by a "Don't be silly Riles."
I honestly don't know what happened in the past,
that made you so closed off to the idea of someone besides your mother actually, genuinely loving you-since you refuse to talk about it-but here goes.
I love you. Completely and utterly. God, the more I write, the more it sounds like one of those, cheesy, cliché movies on TV that we would always laugh about.
But that's beyond the point.
The point is, I love you. I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you so much it hurts. Growing up, I always wondered how an emotion could cause physical pain, but now I understand.
You're my brother, confidante, best friend, father,
and so much more, all in the package of brown hair and green eyes.
You're my moon, my stars, my whole universe,
and I hope you know that. I'd never want you to think that for even a second you're not one of my most top priorities.
I know reading this, you'll think it stupid of me to write this, especially given your past and current relationships. But there are just a few things I want you to know.
This confession of love,
isn't like the other girls who feel the need to find a way to keep you around. This isn't one of those.I didn't fall for just your looks, your voice, your fashion sense.
I fell in love with every part of you.
Even the parts of yourself that you consider imperfect. I love them. I do. Every.single.piece
The sparkle in your eyes when you talk about your passion,
the absolutely ridiculous laugh you have when you find something hilariously funny, your enviably deep dimples that seem never cease to make an appearance ...just everything you.
It began slowly at first.
Then gradually, it progressed, until you became the only thing I knew.
They said home was where the heart was,
and that's exactly what you were. My home. My refuge. My shelter from the harsh realities of life.
Well, there's not much I have to say after this,
except that I love you, and I mean that within the deepest depths of my soul.
Yours for the taking, whenever you're ready.
P.S:I hope you know that this doesn't change a single thing between us, not even in the least.
I've been there for you, and I'll always be there.
Through thick and thin.