I've known for a long time that I love you.
Not really in the cliché movie kind of way,
but in the "you're my best friend and I could spend every day talking to you for the rest of my life" type of way.
But that didn't mean I was ready for any kind of relationship,
or even that I wanted one.
Love for me just meant that I was happy to have you in my life, and know that you were mine.
My favorite thing about you has always been your mind.
You're intelligent and the way you think about things is so different from anyone I've ever met.
You have an intriguing perspective on life,
and weirdly enough that's beautiful to me.