I see you, and I love you.

I love the way you smile when you see me, like you truly feel I’m perfect.
I love when you send me pictures of yourself because it makes me feel closer to you.
I love when you say sweet things to me, when you express the beautiful feelings you have for me.
I love when you want to see me smile.
I love when you understand that I overthink because you matter so much to me.
I love when you’re gentle with me and try to understand me.
I love when you talk to God about me.
I love when you understand that sometimes my mood changes simply because I miss you.
I love when you make me feel safe, when I can finally rest peacefully.

There are so many things I love about you, so many that sometimes it scares me to feel this deeply. Sometimes I wish I could stop it, but I pray to God that we both feel the same way — that this wasn’t only destiny, but a plan designed by Him.

Sometimes I get frustrated because I want to see you so badly. I ask so many questions just to reassure myself that I’m still what you want. I want to choose you, my calm and gentle man. I want to choose you every single day, even when distance makes things difficult. I want you to choose me too, and to understand that even madness can be love.

I want to kiss you. I want to feel your skin, your breathing. I want to know your scent. I want you to feel like a loved and valued child whenever you’re beside me.

I love you with everything that comes with you. I accept every part of you. I wait for you desperately, almost crazily. I need you.

I don’t want other loves. I don’t want other arms. These were years of prayers, years of crying and asking God for you in my prayers. It took years to bring you into my life. I love you purely, and I want to give you everything I have, even when it makes me feel vulnerable.

I love you, mi amor y mi vida.