I love you, I'm just finding it hard. You know how much my ex hurt me, after 7 years with the same person it's kinda hard being with someone else. I love our time together, when we just sit together at night smoking joints, talking, watching tv. I love that moment when we're laying in bed after sex high as fuck and just staring at eachother not saying anything just watching eachothers face, both trying to keep our eyes open, my belly flips when u smile at me and pull me closer and kiss my forehead. More than anything I love how you talk about our future and family, and how you tell your family you want kids with me. I love how you gave up everything and moved in with me, I love how I know for certain you would never look at another woman, you think I'm the most beautiful woman in the world (even when I tell you I'm not). I love how you take notice of everything and do little things that I'm so greatful for. You work so hard for us. You work your fingers to the bone and still come home and ask if anything needs doing. I love how you help me with my depression and anxiety, you just hold me when I cry and tell me I mean the world to you I'm just terrified that something's going to go wrong and I'm going to lose you. I never thought a man like you existed, you don't drink or go out with the lads. You just like fishing and getting stoned at night to chill. I could sit with you forever, watching some shitty tv programme, when you ask me what I wanna do Saturday night I'm gonna say we make a bed downstairs watch movies, eat, talk, get high and have sex over and over. I can't wait for you to get home I'm gonna wrap my arms around you so tight and tell you you're the best man in the world, I'm so lucky.