Let Us

You like Friday nights and early Saturday mornings.

You only drink brewed coffee.

You don't eat breakfast because you don't have your appetite in the morning.

You like the sound of water as it hits the bathroom floor.

You can play guitar so well.

You have your grandpa's eyes.

You are scared of clowns and nuns.

You don't like messy beds.

Random. I know you so well. So well that I can write a book about all the things that you love and what freaks you out. I've known you since time immemorial. You are my person and I am yours. For the longest time, we were each other's back up in all the things we couldn't do ourselves.

You hate being late and I am always late.

You like complaining about the traffic and I would just smile.

You like listening to The Fray and you would always try to get me to argue about why I love The Script better.

Your eyes are glued on the road when you're driving which I find really nice because I get all the chance to stare at you without you noticing.

You love the smell of my shampoo, you would always say.

I was always afraid of the things I don't understand. I always feared the things I'm not sure about. I was so frightened to do new things because back then, I always had everything I want― I have you, and I never thought I would ever want anything more. But then again, life happens. Because right now, I don't know what I want anymore.

I love your pouty lips.

I would always tell you that you have a nice set of teeth and you would tease me about my crooked ones.

I love your smile because your eyes shines brighter when you do.

I love how you roll your eyes at me whenever I say ridiculous things which I keep doing for that purpose.

I love it when you say I shouldn't just date a guy without your approval.

I love my name when you say it.

Because sometimes when you meet someone, it changes the world, theirs and yours. 

My world made a complete revolution when you came. I don't know about you but it was never the same for me when I met you. You love me, I know. Yes, it's not the kind of love I want from you but I have you. And for all these years, that's all that mattered.

I love the color blue because you said it suits me.

I love how you tease me to not wear dresses and I would always tell you I will but never really did.

I love the memory of you crying when your pet died and you made me bury him on the side of the pavement. We had a sleep over that night and we just stayed silent until the morning came.

I love how you dragged your crush when you saw her grabbing me by my hair without you knowing I actually started that cat fight. That's the best part of my high school life.

I love how you put me first all the time.

The great thing about this life of ours is that you can be someone different to everybody.

You would always call me your lucky charm and I wish you know what that makes me feel. 

I wish you'd understand that whenever you look me into the eyes and call my name, all of me just disintegrates. 

You calm me. You bring out the storm in me. I am capable of feeling the intensities of what I shouldn't just by you holding me near. It was the nicest kind of unhealthy. And I never cared.

I love it when you get frustrated. You turn bright red.

I love how you makes face when your mom calls you "darling".

I love you and everything about you.

I remembered when I told you that. You just smiled. I can still remember vividly how, for 11 seconds, you just looked at me, without batting an eye, and laughed so hard you almost died. So, I laughed, too. I laughed heartily. I laughed like it's really funny. I laughed like it's really just a joke. I laughed like I meant it. Because I know you when you're trying to avoid something. So I just did, too.

He made her feel like more than the sum of her parts.

They say, you will never really understand how some people can make your day and break you apart and it's like I never really understood the context until I lived it myself. That day, I did. And with everything that I can muster, I smiled back. I guess, we'll never really know if we will ever be ready for this.

I'm in love with your mind. You always surprise me with your thoughts.

I'm in love with your passion and your frustrations in life.

I'm in love with your attitude and how you never look back once you let go.

I'm in love with how you made me love you.

Do you know what it’s like to like someone so much you can’t stand it and know that they’ll never feel the same way?

I guess, after all that's all I've ever known.