You tuck me in any time I lie down because you want to make sure I’m comfy.
I know you love me, because you show me in every little, big, thing you do.

I’d swim across the ocean for you.
And I’ve always loved this way.
But the difference is that before, every time, I would do it for someone who would stay dry, and comfortable, and let me be drenched by the storm in the sky. Less than crossing puddles, and less than even helping me cross it myself. I swam oceans for people who would ask me to carry them on my back while I did, eventually forcing me under and drowning me, knowing full well what they were doing. They would hardly cross a street for me.
But I will still swim oceans for you— and I am absolutely sure that you would for me too. So I’ll meet you in the middle.

‪I have never felt the kind of love I have with You in my life. I am so blissfully happy every single day I get to see you.‬
‪After all of the hell, somehow I found you. And that cliche that it seems like I was looking for exactly you my whole life, makes sense.
After all of it, somehow, by some stroke of luck or by some divine plan, I found myself here. By some miracle, I found you.