A Love Note in Thanks

We had only known each other for a couple a weeks, and weren't dating yet, the first time we visited your grandparents. I remember how nervous you were to ask me to come along, standing next to my car, speaking softly under the street light. I think that was the very first time you made my heart pause.

We sat around their kitchen table, just chatting and joking around with your grandpa while your grandma was rushing around (probably cooking something). They were so warm and welcoming, just like you; I got to see something so special; the environment that made you the wonderful person you are.

On the drive home, I felt so much closer to you than ever. If I had been brave I would have reached over and held your hand. Only two weeks later I wouldn't need to be brave, it would be a given. If you were there, my hand would be in yours. And five years later it still is.

I love that you know everything about me; that you know what I love and hate before I even do. I love that you tell me I love you and to be safe every time I see or talk to you. I love that you like snuggling. I love how after a hard day, just seeing you makes everything okay again.

You are every cliche love song to me, every love story I read reminds me of you. And everyday you are with me, I am reminded of how lucky I am you love me the same as I love you.