Now all I can see in my rear view mirror is "I love you"
Thomas wrote "I love you" and "You are amazing" and "I melt" on my car today in what I hope is red window chalk. He also tied 5 balloons to it, perhaps just to make today the one day I didnt lose my car in the parking lot. Whatever his reasons, I love him for it. It lifted me out of the funk that life or my new allergy medicine had placed me in.
Two years can make you see someone's flaws. It can pick out the small, minute details that no one else sees and it can make you hate them. It can make you see the person when they are at their worst, and it can expose sides that you maybe never wanted to see, in anyone. Two years can make you do things you never hoped you would do, and it can make you tell lies you'd never thought you'd tell. Suspicions, jealousy, and mistrust run wild when your last two years are at stake. Two years can break you.
But that doesnt mean it will.
Two years will show you the insides of a person and allow you to love them for it. Two years will make someone your best friend. You'll share even the nitty gritties of life to them, and they wont cringe and change the subject. Kissing isnt just a pair of lips touching, because its our lips touching, and that makes a world of difference. Handholding becomes customary and routine, but that is precisely what makes it so beautiful and loving. Two years gives you the comfort of knowing that this one person has in essence watched you grow up and loved you even while you were still learning to love yourself. (Perhaps you taught me by example how to love myself?) Although some may view the comfort as a negative force, as it certainly can be, there is no better feeling than being able to watch TV and stuff your face next to a boyfriend who's judgment of your sexiness doesnt seem to be wavering. I like our silly fights and chattery bickering because it is evidence of the days we have spent loving and learning every nook of each other. I smile just looking at you because I see the personal experiences and secrets that we have shared reflecting back in your knowing eyes. I agree that new relationships have an electricity that almost beats all. But the one thing above it is the intimacy that comes out of the fights, the break ups, the getting back togethers, the movies, the car rides, the smiles, the kisses, and the embraces that have filled our last two years.
Two years can break you, but it has made us who we are, and I love us.
Two years can make you see someone's flaws. It can pick out the small, minute details that no one else sees and it can make you hate them. It can make you see the person when they are at their worst, and it can expose sides that you maybe never wanted to see, in anyone. Two years can make you do things you never hoped you would do, and it can make you tell lies you'd never thought you'd tell. Suspicions, jealousy, and mistrust run wild when your last two years are at stake. Two years can break you.
But that doesnt mean it will.
Two years will show you the insides of a person and allow you to love them for it. Two years will make someone your best friend. You'll share even the nitty gritties of life to them, and they wont cringe and change the subject. Kissing isnt just a pair of lips touching, because its our lips touching, and that makes a world of difference. Handholding becomes customary and routine, but that is precisely what makes it so beautiful and loving. Two years gives you the comfort of knowing that this one person has in essence watched you grow up and loved you even while you were still learning to love yourself. (Perhaps you taught me by example how to love myself?) Although some may view the comfort as a negative force, as it certainly can be, there is no better feeling than being able to watch TV and stuff your face next to a boyfriend who's judgment of your sexiness doesnt seem to be wavering. I like our silly fights and chattery bickering because it is evidence of the days we have spent loving and learning every nook of each other. I smile just looking at you because I see the personal experiences and secrets that we have shared reflecting back in your knowing eyes. I agree that new relationships have an electricity that almost beats all. But the one thing above it is the intimacy that comes out of the fights, the break ups, the getting back togethers, the movies, the car rides, the smiles, the kisses, and the embraces that have filled our last two years.
Two years can break you, but it has made us who we are, and I love us.