hello, my moon and stars. it has taken me much too long to write this, i never can consider any of my writing worthy enough for your eyes even now.
i cannot stress enough how much you mean to me, you're so lovely, and there isn't a thing that i would not do to repay everything you have done for me. i've said and done a lot of things that i regret and yet you've never given up on me. i have no clue how you remain so patient with me throughout it all. you're much more than i can ask for and more than i deserve but i'm also really grateful that you're still here. you make me less afraid of communicating, and i'm starting to be less weary of asking for reassurance. i may be entirely afraid of trusting people, but you make me want to put my trust into someone, and that someone is you. you bring me a sense of safety that i rarely ever feel. i find myself interested even with the smallest things you do or say, and you're quite possibly the only person i will actively listen to about small and even trivial things. i know it hasn't been that long, but you have managed to make me improve more in just a few months than most have been able to attempt to make me improve in years.
you're who i look to when i'm hopeless, when i'm loved, when i'm happy, when i feel as though i am nobody. you make me somebody, valentine. i am eternally grateful for your presence, for your words, and, for you. i love you to the hypothetical ends of the universe and back. i truly love you so much it almost hurts, just hearing your voice makes me smile so much my jaw gets sore.
i need to write lovemail more often. i may add more to this later, be warned. /lh