Why do I love you, you ask? This is merely the tip of the iceberg
Why? Why do I love you?!
You make me smile when you call me handsome. I don’t believe you when you say it, but it makes me smile anyway, because I believe that you believe it.
Three and half decades of self-doubt and insecurities are slowly being stripped away thanks to your love.
The smile that greets our too infrequent meetings lights my memories. I have never felt so completely wanted, so utterly loved.
It’s beautiful and it makes me realise that whatever I have experienced in the past, however real it felt at the time, it was a cheap version of what this is now.
I am humbled by the happiness you bring me, and the confidence you gift me.
Yours, forever.
xx
I’m filling up, here………….