You're Perfect.

Photo: Tracy L

If you do see this, which I hope you do, please know that you're perfect, you're perfect, you're so perfect.

I'm sure you know this by now, that I'm someone who overthinks way more than I need to, even at your expense many of a times. You've been the source of joy and muse, even in writing I predict all the worst things, I hope you know I'm so happy when I'm with you, the kind of complete I heard only exists in fairytales. Words elude me when I say how perfect you are - the words you say, the hugs you give and tender kisses you plant on my face. You mean so much and I hate that I'm obsessing over this in such a pessimistic light.

I understand that the future is bleak and expecting an end is stupid, cause we're so good together. So please be patient with me and let's work things out together because I so desperately want this to work, I so desperately want us to work.

With all the love my being can hold,

N.