Dear Winston Churchill (my most handsome boy),

Words cannot describe. Words could not possibly tell. Words could never amount to how much I adore you. Quite simply, you are everything. You are all that has been, all there is, and all there will ever be.

For too long, my Winston, I was scared to love; scared to be vulnerable, scared to be rejected, scared to invest. And after losing so many things I loved, I was not ready for you. But you gave me no choice, literally running into my life, and I knew, even then, that I would never be the same.

I have never been the type of person to profess love, or show emotions, or simply appreciate the little things. And yet, I find myself worrying on a daily basis that if I don’t tell you how much I love you, I just might explode. And when I say it, there’s that desperate need for you to hear it, so I repeat it again and again. When I wake up, I need you- you’re greetings and uncontrollable excitement at my presence reminds me that unconditional love is possible. I could cry at the mere thought of how much I love you. I could weep for days thinking of just how profoundly you’ve influenced my life.

My boy, you are the most wonderful surprise of my life. I laugh louder, smile bigger, and love better because of you. There is no one else, no thing else, besides you. You are my best friend, my boyfriend, and my soulmate. Whenever I am happy, hilarious, or witty- so are you; and whenever I am sad, selfish, insecure, or angry- there you are, with that same adoring face.

I know, in your eyes, I could never do wrong. And knowing that no matter what decisions, or mistakes I make, that you will be there at the end of it all, makes me believe not only in myself, not only in you, but in all things. Everything is more colorful and more beautiful because of the strength you give me.

If we were to ever part, my Winnie, I would miss you with every fiber of my being. But when I met you, a part of my soul opened that had never been touched before, and that will never change. You are a part of me, you are a part who I am.

Thank you.
I love you (I love you, I love you).

Yours,
Vanessa
Breed: Pug


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