To The Only Man I Have Ever Wanted All My Life

Bea Pilotin – Writer

To the only man I’ve ever wanted in my life: These are the words I want to tell you in a soft rustling sound like the whisper of leaves in the wind during the autumnal equinox.

Thank you for making me feel beloved on earth once again.

Thank you for the amazing things you did for me- big or small. When there was a dark storm in my horizon, you helped me to find the rainbow. When the huge mountain stood before me, you were holding my hand and made it sure I climbed it with you. When the ocean of sentiments came pouring off on me, you were there wrapping your hands around me. When the future looked uncertain, I counted on you. When I was tired from my never ending walk of life and sick of the odd storm on a rough day, you let me rested on your chest- listening to the soft melody of that beautiful sound of your heartbeat.

You came into my life when I least expected it. You took care of my heart. It’s not because you knew that you’re in it but because I am in yours.

It’s true, you never promise me that perfect love will accompany us together to our journey but you have proven me that your unconditional love is being felt in each moment along the way.

Thank you for being the only man I’ve ever wanted in my life. Thank you for making me cry when I miss you but for kissing away those tears when you’re around.

Thank you for being the most beautiful person inside and out that made this insular world a beautiful place to live in.

You never fail to make me feel how much you value my worth. And you never fail to instill in my mind how important I am in your life. You make me smile when tears are in my eyes and for hugging me tight in my darkest night.

I will never, ever forget how my heart beats fast when I hear you say my name. It will forever be etched in my heart how you made it sound a very special one. I always looked stunned each time you tell me I’m the best thing that ever happened to you.

Thank you for showing me the best kind of love that I didn’t expect. I am loved and I can see it beyond that beautiful curve on your face. Thank you for loving me as a woman and as a human being. Thank you for not letting me think that love is difficult.

I know that love is a dangerous thing and it’s a scary truth but what makes it so beautiful and sweet is that I feel so safe with you. And when I hear you say my name, the fear vanishes.

Thank you for the love that sees no flaws, finds no faults and knows no bounds.

I want you to know that you are the reason why I look forward to each new day that comes. I want you to know that I am very thankful for giving me a piece of heaven here on earth. And I want you to know that there is only one true love for the rest of my lifetime, it’s only one- that really matters and lasts forever, and that’s YOU.

You took away those undulating sight of every day’s crushing sorrow and those swell of loneliness and despondency that I hid. You have given me the happiness I have never felt all my life. I want you to know that you are one of the greatest blessings I have ever received in this life. I love you beyond everything else and how lucky I am that you came into my life.

Thank you for loving me and for making me foolishly in love again. For making me feel I’m the only living species in this paradise and the hell-like planet, that I am the only one breathing every ounce of air- feeling every ray of the sun and drinking every drop of water. I am not alone in this world but hell, you made me feel like I’m the only one. 

You made me feel that everything in this life is good and you let me live it like that. Thank you for being my constant blessing.

Thank you for letting me see that life is fair. Thank you for showing me how I deserve to be loved, for bringing me happiness beyond my wildest dreams, for inspiring me and giving me the confidence I sorely needed. There’s no other way I could thank you enough.

THANK YOU, I couldn’t ask for more.

 

 

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