I’ve never loved anyone the way I love you.
When I say this, I feel my heart swell up and my hands get clammy. Sometimes I feel trapped inside my own head because, even though I have you all the time, there are so many things I wish I could say to you, but nothing ever comes out the way I want it. I’m not an articulate man – my words tend to jumble together, so I always end up saying “I love you” over and over again. If you didn’t know by now, I say “I love you” when I can’t think of anything else to say (I’ve never not meant it).
But right now I want to tell you that I’ve always loved you. Even when you didn’t know, I knew it, and I felt it in my chest, like it was being attacked by four thousand toy soldiers. You didn’t know it, and I knew it. If I’d told you, you probably would have never talked to me again. Good thing I’m a big boy, and I know how to practice some discretion.
Sometimes you think I don’t appreciate you, but if I didn’t have you, I think I’d fall apart. I don’t want to live that way.
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