to the one.

dear you,

somehow you’ve always been the ocean and i, i’ve been the child who’s been too afraid to swim.

to be somebody’s other half is special, but to be two separate people, and yet to connect so deeply, is something rare altogether. to be independent, yet to know that you need the other one. to be independent yet something so special to someone, yes that’s better.

I’ve always been against the conventional laws of love. that’s why i won’t say you’re my other half, you don’t complete me. I’ll say instead you’re the other one. the only one.

I’ll not say you’re my other half, but every time I spend an evening under a twilit sky, every time I see something gorgeous, hear something funny- it will always be you who I think about. I feel you in everything, every atom of me feels it, I see you in everything. I read in your voice and read your reactions.

And you, wherever you may be, you feel me like i feel you. you know i’m thinking about you. no it’s not telepathy, that’s too boring for us, we call it being us, we call it love. this is how it works every time.

we’ll always be each other’s homecoming.

i adore you.

all the love,

krits x