There is a part of me that always rebells against reality. A part that just tries to wander off and escape everything. It is because of you that I maintain sanity, and that sometimes my feet touch the ground instead of floating around nothingness. You are my anchor, my guide, the proof that I am worthy of being here.

Thank you. For your patience, for all the times I pushed you out but you just wouldnt budge. For your kindness, yes, I know its there, even if you sometimes wont show it, your heart is bigger than anyone's I know. For the laughs, making you laugh will forever be my favority hobby. For your trust, because it gives me something to fight for, something to treasure. For your words of encouragement and support. For holding my hand through bumpy plane rides. For letting me have the last cookie. For knowing exactly when I need a hug and when I need time off. For the pleasure (ahhh yes, the pleasure). For always making me laugh, smile, blush. For confiding in me. For treating me as your equal. For being who you are.

I love you. It is no promise nor threat. Its a reality. A reality that pours from my skin when I see you, and screams in my head when I dont. My love for you went through different phases: curiosity, friendship, sexual attraction, passion, symbiosis... and now its pure, strong and unbreakable, like a diamond. And even if I hate myself in the morning for writing something so corny, I will never take back a single word from it.

I have found my life companion in you.