I love you!
It’s not a feeling in my stomach.
It’s not something I fell into.
I met you, I liked you.
We talked and we laughed.
We danced awkwardly but then it happened.
We connected, I touched your hand and you touched my heart.
We spent hours on the phone.
Revealing the layers of our beings.
The good, the mistakes, and the skeletons.
We experienced each other, the kisses, the intimate touches, our souls joined together with each encounter.
And now, I choose to love you.
You’re not perfect but I love you.
I love your past, I love your present and I want to love our future.
I love you.
It’s the choice I made.