I'm typing this as I wait for you to come home. You're about an hour away, and there's so much to say, I don't even know where to start. I want to tell you all the ways you make me happy, all the people that you've changed and all the things that you've accomplished. I want to just shower you with attention until you're smiling and laughing and surrounded by so much love. I want to drop down a giant wall of China between you and your family, want to wipe away all the things they've done to you and shake the awful out of them until they treat you with the love and respect you deserve.
I want to show you how I see you shine now, and how I imagine you will shine in the future. I wish I could show you how amazing you are, virtues and vices, admirable qualities and faults in all, and how I still love you BECAUSE of them rather than in spite of. I want to show you how you've change in the time that we've known each other, want you to understand that some people can only hope to change as much as you have in your lifetime. I want you to see all you've accomplished, and how despite the way that words hurt, how they can never take it all away. I want you to see that you're not alone, and that we're by your side now and for such a very long time to come.
I want you to be with Caity, to be swept up in a whirlwind romance with her, to be with each other and to make each other deliriously happy. I want you to smile and laugh and be silly and be you. I want you to know how diplomatic and respectful you are, how you wield all the ability to hurt, but choose not to. I want you to see how utterly beautiful you are, and to tell you that my life is better for having known you.
But words really can't convey all these things. I wish I could wrap up all these feelings into a box and hand it to you when you're in trouble, or feeling sad or hurt. I wish I could be there with you, every time you're going through hard times, to follow you around with a hockey mask and a hockey stick to warn off all the bad things in your life. I wish you could understand how much you've affected my life, how deeply I would miss you if you were to leave it, and how I would try so very hard to find you if we were ever separated somehow. You matter to me, to so many people. You are deeply loved.
And even if some of these things are hard to convey... I'll still try my very hardest. It's the least I can do for all the things that you've done for me.
I ca't wait for you to come home. You are a gift, and I am so very grateful you are in my life.
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I want to show you how I see you shine now, and how I imagine you will shine in the future. I wish I could show you how amazing you are, virtues and vices, admirable qualities and faults in all, and how I still love you BECAUSE of them rather than in spite of. I want to show you how you've change in the time that we've known each other, want you to understand that some people can only hope to change as much as you have in your lifetime. I want you to see all you've accomplished, and how despite the way that words hurt, how they can never take it all away. I want you to see that you're not alone, and that we're by your side now and for such a very long time to come.
I want you to be with Caity, to be swept up in a whirlwind romance with her, to be with each other and to make each other deliriously happy. I want you to smile and laugh and be silly and be you. I want you to know how diplomatic and respectful you are, how you wield all the ability to hurt, but choose not to. I want you to see how utterly beautiful you are, and to tell you that my life is better for having known you.
But words really can't convey all these things. I wish I could wrap up all these feelings into a box and hand it to you when you're in trouble, or feeling sad or hurt. I wish I could be there with you, every time you're going through hard times, to follow you around with a hockey mask and a hockey stick to warn off all the bad things in your life. I wish you could understand how much you've affected my life, how deeply I would miss you if you were to leave it, and how I would try so very hard to find you if we were ever separated somehow. You matter to me, to so many people. You are deeply loved.
And even if some of these things are hard to convey... I'll still try my very hardest. It's the least I can do for all the things that you've done for me.
I ca't wait for you to come home. You are a gift, and I am so very grateful you are in my life.
Merry Christmas, my love.