You can be in a relationship for two years and feel nothing; you can be in a relationship for 2 months and feel everything. Time is not a measure of quality; of infatuation, or of love.
I love you. I love you. I love you. I never want you to forget, please don’t ever forget. I’ll tell you in every language. I’ll show you in a million fucking ways if that’s what it takes. I’ll stay up all night with you and sing you stupid love songs and kiss every part of your body and your soul if that’s what you need. If one day we have our own garden, I’ll plant flower seeds and once they bloom, they’ll spell out ‘I love you’ because you deserve to have beautiful flowers reminding you, too. I promise I’ll always love you and I will do anything to make sure that you always know.

1. He compares you to the sea. It could bring him all rage round, and it’s the reason why we have rain falling from the skies. There will be tsunamis and whirlpools. But goddamn, even when you were a storm, you’re beautiful.

2. You think you were the only one who stares at him at night. Ha ha, good one. He actually looks at you, just plain staring. He has you in his arms and you know what will he think? That you’re the most fragile thing in the world. His fingers would play a graceful dance of ballet in your hair, and it takes all the self-control a man has to remove his attached skin from yours - just to make you breakfast.

3. You’re changing him.

4. He keeps a photograph of you in his pocket. He stares at it when he takes the subway from and to work, he showed it to his mom twice and thoughts were on constant rebirth in his mind when he takes a look at it. The good and the bad thoughts.

5. He has started to appreciate beauty again. Moisten windows, your fingertips, your rants, your scars, your facial expressions, your stubbornness, how you like your cereals with salt, and your thin lips.

6. You’re his fucking life.