It took me a long time to realize what exactly the word safe means. From a simple Google search, I can tell you that safe means “protected from or not exposed to danger or risk; not likely to be harmed or lost. “But what does that mean in every day life?

Before, I was always cautious with every step that I took. Looking over my shoulder, clutching my arms around my body. I think moved quickly and out of the way. My eyes started scanning the room and my ears were listening to anything but the sound of my footsteps. I was alert.

Then, I met you.

I can feel your presence hovering a few feet from me and crowded rooms. I watch my body language for any sign. I listen to the sound of your voice coming through your mom‘s truck speakers making sure I wasn’t alone after a car accident.I can feel your presence hovering a few feet from me and crowded rooms. I watch my body language for any sign. I listen to the sound of your voice coming through your mom‘s truck speakers making sure I wasn’t alone after a car accident.

You’re the reason that I feel comfortable in a sea of your friends getting to know me. You’re the reason that I am not afraid to show how I am feeling, and can ask for a comforting hand. You’re the reason I know that I’m not alone when bad things happen. Because no matter what, I know now that I will be taken care of and properly cared for.

You’re the reason I feel safe in this world and I cannot thank you enough.

I was between a dream and reality, laying there in your bed curled up at your side. I could hear a faint calling, but I couldn’t respond. I wake up to your arms tightening around my body and pulling me into your chest. I could feel it rising and falling faster than usual. I managed to speak up.

Can you change of me leaving, and I am reminded once again that I am not alone in this. Using me and me losing you was a shared fear.

So I began, words of reassurance bored out of my mouth. I lightly rub her back and told you how much I loved you. I heard the crack on your voice when you told me you loved me, but I didn’t say anything.

Sometimes I forget that I’m not the only one with worries and fears. I forget that I need to be reassuring about how I feel about you. I forget that you have anxieties that don’t manifest and you picking at your nails, but another ways.

I don’t forget because I don’t care. I forget because I have never known what it has been like for someone to love me the way that you do, for someone to be afraid to lose me, for someone to treat me the way that you do and I think God to experience these little moments with you.

I saw it there, in your kitchen laughing at old videos of you and embarrassing photos that your friends were willingly showing me. It was peaceful, feeling as if I belong for the first time in years.

He stood in the doorway, watching the game on the television, hope you’re in your hand, casually glancing over your shoulders at the sound of my voice. You chatted with a friend of yours, eyes on the living room.He stood in the doorway, watching the game on the television, hope you’re in your hand, casually glancing over your shoulders at the sound of my voice. You chatted with a friend of yours, eyes on the living room.

“Do you see what he is doing?” She spoke nodding in your direction. Our conversation went to a halt.

“Yes?” I asked in the form of a question. I never noticed how you lingered in a crowd of people.

“He’s guarding you.” She smiled and lightly shook her head. “He’s making sure you’re comfortable and okay.” And I smiled to myself.

You were subconsciously protecting me, staying within reach. I felt the warmth rushed to my chest. It was a little things that make me fall in love with you every day.

I’ve never been a person who imagined her future.

But when I look at you, everything changes.

I see us, dancing in the kitchen. You singing a country love song.

I see us, at dinner with our parents laughing at our stories and sharing embarrassing childhood photos.

I see us, celebrating years together surrounded by our friend group, sneaking kisses every chance we get.

I see us, taking our first trip together with the dogs packed in the back and a smile on my face.

I see us, creating holiday traditions to share with one another – something to call our own.

When I look at you, I see my future. I like that.

The shaking hands, are your so hold as we cross the street.

These arms, are yours to be embraced with to say hello.

These fingers, are yours to gently brush your hair back with.

These eyes, are yours to be admired by even on your darkest days.

These lips, are yours to be softly kiss by and to be told how much I love you.

These legs, are yours to dance in the basement with during a party.

These ears, are yours to listen to your stories and all about your day.

I’m all yours.

They can see it.

The way I move, how I talk, the smile that never leaves my face – I’m happy. And all of it is because of you.

I wouldn’t be sitting at the dining room table laughing with my family over a card game. I wouldn’t be smiling with my favorite lipstick on. I wouldn’t be creating these memories to cherish later on in my life.

I am happy because you took the time to invest in me and make sure that I know how much I am loved by you.

You’re not even here physically but your presence lingers in my mind as close as my star necklace is to my heart.

For that I will always be thankful.

I caught myself staring at you when you weren’t looking and all I could think was, “I’ve been waiting for someone like you my entire life.”

I’ve waited for someone to look at me the way you do, with your adorable grin and love what you see.

I’ve waited for someone to appreciate my little quirks and welcome them into your own daily routine

I’ve waited for someone who speaks softly to me, the way that you do and remember even the smallest details I’ve said.

I’ve waited for someone to love me the way that you do, lovely and chose it by simple touch of the hand.

I’ve waited for someone to understand me the way that you do, and love even the worst parts of me.

I’ve waited for someone like you to teach me how wonderful living life can be when you allow yourself to be happy.

I’ve waited for someone like you to love for the rest of my life and I’ll do everything I can to see your smiling face looking back at me.

I think the greatest things happen right before our eyes, some loud and demanding attention, while others are soft and subtle before they hit you like a downpour.

You came like the rain.

The first time we met happen by coincidence. The second my chance. The third time you crossed my path –

I knew I loved you then.

When you stood there in my yard, pass the sunset, just ask about my day.

I knew I loved you then.

When I leaned back to admire the stars, you joined too.

I knew I loved you then.

That night in your parents den, watching movies under the covers, you kiss me for the very first time.

I knew I loved you then.

Our first date, curled up on your couch, watching movies and stealing kisses.

I knew I loved you then.

When you decided to celebrate sweetest day, simply just to show me your love language.

I told you I loved you then.

Sometimes the best things in life just can’t be predicted, I’m just glad I forgot my umbrella.

You make it easy. To laugh, to smile, to will myself to keep going. I can look at myself in the mirror. I can throw on a top without hiding my body. I can speak my mind openly.

On my worst days, you pick me up with ease. You make me feel loved in ways I didn’t even know were possible. You met me when I was in a dark place and lit up my night sky. I see everything in a new light.

Because of you, I can get out of bed every morning, I sing out loud to whoever can hear me, I can smile without thinking twice, I can show who I am without any hesitation, and I can allow myself to be happy.

I’m so in love with you and I will never stop telling you, showing you, and being there for you. You’re my forever.