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This Is Why...

February 14th, 2018

By Noah HunterPublished 6 years ago 3 min read
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I hope I can make these points as clear as possible. Everything I am telling you is why you are special.

I think the best way to go about this is to start at the beginning. About seven years ago, I was given the opportunity to meet you. We both attended the same church and I felt split apart. I was a dorky kid with curly hair and nerdy glasses. I suffered from social anxiety and I didn't know how to spark conversations with anyone—especially you. Little did I know of the adventures and pain we would go through. Little did I know of the laughs and the crying. Little did I know, I was going to learn what it felt like to live.

The youth leader asked you to talk to me. I was that kid in the corner of the room who would listen and hardly speak. I felt out of place. My head wanted to wander to whatever fantasy world seemed most appealing at the time. The thing is, I didn't know I was lost until you came to me. I still remember this like it was just last week because you…ruined… everything…but I needed that.

You invited me to my first dance a few years later. I was a sophomore and you were a senior. So badly I wanted to kiss you, but I didn't know how to do that. We were the talk of the group and support came from many directions. One of my clearest memories was holding your hand during service while we all stood and sang another hymn that I hardly remember. For the first time, I felt a pure longing for an individual, and it was you. This is why you are so special.

We both had to go for a while. We had our own lives to live and our own mistakes to make.

On the morning of June 19th, 2017, we sat outside of your house in my old pickup truck, sharing stories of our past and not caring how the we would react because we both knew how wrong we were. This was when I asked you to be mine. I've wanted you for many years and I was done watching you go away…again and again.

Over the next few months, we learned what it truly means to love. Love isn't about the social media posts and romantic dinners. Love is about going through this minefield that we call life and making sure the other survives all the blasts. We cheated, lied, and betrayed. We stepped on mines that knocked us miles back, and we used that pain to create a new foundation for us.

I know these last eight months have been some of the hardest we've ever had, but there is no amount of money or fame that would convince me to take them back. So bring on the pain. Bring on the crying, joy, and new memories of us. Bring on the late-night binge watching and bring on the midnight stops to get food. I know there are a lot of things I get unsure about, but the one thing I know, and I will never doubt…

This is why I love you, Kaelyn.

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