A letter, to my dearest.

Dear Chelsea,

I love you. I understand that I say that very often but every time that I do, I mean it. I try and I try to express to you exactly how much I love you but nothing can describe just how much I love you.

I have known you for a good two or so years now and over the course of our friendship, there were several times that I had developed feelings for you. I blew them off, thinking that it was stupid and pointless and I thought that it was just something I did where I imagined a future with someone and see what it would be like. However, the thing that set the difference between that and me actually liking you was the fact that it kept creeping back to me without me even realising it.

Pretty crazy, huh? I cannot say that I have never imagined myself being with you, because I have but, the feeling I am getting now actually being with you is absolutely unimaginable. I never expected such strong feelings to develop between you and I, and I am so glad that they did. I am so glad that I was able to meet you. I am so glad that I was able to get to know you. I am so glad that you responded to me when I talked to you. I am so glad just to have you in my life. I have said this before but I will say it again; even if you and I did not get together, I would still be insanely happy and grateful to have you in my life as a best friend, and I still am ashamed of myself for having hid that fact a while back.

But still, after all of this silent chaos that the two of us has had, liking each other and not realising it, things still turned out swimmingly. I know and understand that we will have our days where we will not agree on everything, and we may even argue and get upset with each other, but I know that in the end, you still love me for me, and that you will not let me go over a petty argument, and I hope that you realise that I feel the same way about you. I may get mad, I may get upset, but in the end, you will always be the most wonderful person that I was able to stumble upon.

Why we met, considering how different we are, I do not know, and I do not care. I am just glad that we met. I remember a question you posed me a while back; you asked me how you have impacted my life. At the time, I could not answer, but now, I realise that you bring me true happiness.

This sort of happiness is the happiness that one would expect from a child with no worries in the world. This happiness is one where I do not have to feel any hidden sadness under my smiles. This happiness is a happiness that I will never wish to go away. This happiness makes me feel positive about myself and my future. This happiness, this is the happiness that I so long for.

This relationship, this is what I have always wanted; one where I am able to speak to you about anything at any time and feel reassured that you will help me or assist me. You have given me so much more than I expected. You understand me. Understanding me is quite a task, if I say so myself, and you manage to understand me before I need to explain.

Chelsea, you have no idea just how much I love you. It is insane. It is profound. It is spectacular. It is mind-blowing.

It is real.

Chelsea, my darling, I love you.