For as long as I can remember, I've always been that girl who opens up her heart willingly and widely, thinking that no one was undeserving of my love. But just like everyone else, I went through my moments of hurt when I thought my heart was beyond repair, and perhaps I was incapable of loving again.

Then I met you.

I met you and my heart opened up because you made me feel safe. You've become my safe, firm piece of ground that I run to when the ground is opening up. You've become the most beautiful thing in my world. You've become my definition of perfect.

Everything you do is perfect. From the way your lips purse up when you blow out smoke rings with your cigarette, to the way you fix your hair over and over (even though it looks the same most of the time). From the way you have that little distinctive sway when you walk, to the way you talk about that game I hate so much with this childish innocent gleam in your eyes. The way you subtly adjust the way you're sitting so it's more comfortable for me to rest my head on your shoulder. It's the little things that I've started to take notice of, because it's the little things I'm gonna miss the most when I'm gone.

I feel like I love you too much, if that is even possible. I feel it when I look at you when you're not looking at me, how I study your face - your eyes, your nose, your smile. I feel it when I wake up next to the warmth of your body and suddenly the day seems better already. I feel it whenever I smile to myself simply because I'm thinking of you. So because I love you too much, I apologise and please forgive me if I say "I love you" too much. In life we are not infinite on time or immortal on second chances. You know I love you but I don't want to leave it to the unsaid to imply it. I will tell you "I love you" because that's what I want you to remember, even if you forget everything else.

And I know you love me back. It shows in the little things that you do. Just like how you let me decide what we should eat 90% of the time. It's how you hold me and kiss my head when I'm having a bad day, even when I unfairly took out my frustrations on you. How you get angry with me when I clam up and shut you out, and how you fight back when our relationship gets called into question.

You taught me that love shouldn't be treated as currency, calculated with every exchange. But it should be given freely to those who can accept it, respect it, and treat it with care. You've shown me what it really means to love someone. Love means letting yourself go. Love means giving in. Love means taking chances. Our love may fade, but it will never give up.

I felt like I didn't deserve your love because "we accept the love we think we deserve", but you accepted me for me in the strongest way possible. You're my missing puzzle piece and you complete me, and you make me a better version of myself. Being with you has made me realise that being a good person isn't a prerequisite for someone's love, because if it was, you wouldn't love me.

Never would I have expected us to be driving towards each other along the same road. And when we crashed, I totalled my heart and our life together.

Your love has changed me forever.