Us

Before you, there were edited texts, watered down statements, torn off pages and hidden books. Before you, there was a lot of anxiety in crafting the right sentences so I wouldn't be chastised for being too intense. Before you, there were dumb jokes left unappreciated and eye rolls aplenty. Before you I kept a part of myself quite down to make sure I didn't scare people away. Before you, there was a constant compromise at the core of who I am when I love.

But now, now there are unedited rambling ramblings and grandiose word choices. Now there are sentences which end with emoticons at times, and with a thousand exclamatory marks the others. There are constant 'I miss you's and a thousand essays of how much I love you. Now there are fixed Good nights and expected messages received. Now there are continuous unfiltered stress rants and all sorts of weird questions. Now there are promises of a billion hugs and infinite kisses for the next time we ever meet. Now there's you laughing at things I say, which aren't even supposed to be funny. Now there are impulsive little gestures of love, for no reason at all. Now there are awkwardly sexual comments passed casually at hand. Now there are conversations interrupted which starts with a gasped AND to tell you something stupid I forgot to tell you earlier. Now there are sleepy Skype sessions and sneaky cold hands under T shirts.
And now, half that isn't even Me, Its you,  my Match.

Now, we have a huge adventure in front of us, and I'm not in a rush, because it's you and me. Going towards the horizon, hand in hand. Not stumbling towards it solo, hoping there is someone else to meet me there, hoping to not end up alone. You found me. You're that for me, the one holding my hand when the sun goes down in the background, with birds flying over. You're that for me.