neglectedcatharsis:

My dearest,

Thank you for always believing in me.
Whether it be succumbing to apathy, hopelessness, despair, or simply any form of doubting myself, you never give up on me. That means more than you know.

Thank you for showing me that though you may encounter strife in your relationship, the obstacles don’t have to feel like struggles.

Thank you for showing me I don’t have to overcome them alone.

Thank you for your laugh.
It’s more angelic than church bells, and has quickly become one of my favorite sounds.

Thank you for showing me differences can be settled without fear or spite from either party, and that grudges don’t have to be held as a reminder of your mistakes.

Thank you for supporting the things I enjoy.

Thank you for your sacrifices.
Whether that be sleep, plans, or going out of your way to be certain I’m comfortable; None of it goes unnoticed, and I hope I can at the least do as much for you.

Thank you for trying new things with me.

Thank you for your songs.
They’re second best only to your laugh, and I could listen to them for forever.

Thank you for showing me it’s okay to hurt.
And that it’s okay to seek help or support.

Thank you for showing me it’s okay to love.
And that it’s okay to share these feelings with you.

Thank you for talking about the future with me.
One with you in it makes me feel like I’m flying, and being able to speak so openly about it is one of the most relieving and exciting things I’ve ever had the fortune of doing.

Thank you for your lovely gazes.
Someone must have put the stars in your eyes, and I feel overwhelmed every time I look at them.

Thank you for stepping outside of your comfort zone for me.
The personal progress you’ve made is far past leaps and bounds, and I hope you recognize how much it means (though I don’t wish for you to do anything that you’d rather not).

Thank you for your smile.
It makes the sunshine jealous and fills me with warmth every time I see it.

Thank you for giving me hope.
I’ve learned that throwing in the towel only leads to feeling worse, and it makes me sick to think if I had tossed it a little further we wouldn’t be here now.

Thank you for all the inside jokes.

Thank you for some of my favorite memories.
And thank you for the ones we’ve yet to make.

Thank you for making me laugh.

Thank you for proving to me I’m not calloused.
I thought I’d forgotten how to feel all too many things. The heartbreak of having to leave showed me that I was wrong. Though it sounds otherwise, the pain was a wonderful thing. It reminded me I’m human.

Thank you for teaching me how to forget my inhibitions, and live like not a soul is watching.

Thank you for showing me the things you enjoy.

Thank you for being honest with me.

Thank you for being earnest with me.

Thank you for the little things.

For the big events.

And the small things that meant so much more than their size.

Thank you for being a part of my life.
There are so many things you’ve shown me how to be, and so many things that I never will be without you. If miracles were more my “thing” you would most definitely be one, and I wish I could find a word to truly describe what you mean to me. But you’re beyond any language; Any string of verbs and predicates; Any silly letter composed by a sixteen year old fool at five til nine in the evening.

You’re a part of my world that I can’t believe I once never had, and that hurts to think about having to be without.

To put it as simply as I could:

Thank you.

I love you.