I'm happy.
I am truly happy.
I've never felt like this before.
I feel as though,
in these past 3 months,
a hole in my heart,
in my soul,
and in my life,
has been filled.
You've completed me.
Even with the bad times...
no, it's like those don't even exist.
It's the little things you do,
like the note in the card,
the phone call this morning,
little kisses for no reason.
Those things make me happy.
They make me remember why I love you.
I fell in love with you
the moment I saw you.
It just, kind of, happened.
I'd heard the stories about you,
I'd gotten most of the warnings about you,
But all of that just faded away
the moment our eyes met.
Every minute spent with you,
from that point on,
made me so happy.
I've fought for the past 2 years,
trying to get you for myself.
You can't possibly imagine
how incredibly happy I was
when you asked me to be your girlfriend.
The happiness has not ended since then.
I love you with all of my heart.
For this happiness,
for this love,
for this sense of oneness,
I would like to thank you.
You've completed me.