I think in the early stages of our relationship, I questioned whether or not you loved me. Not because of what you said or did, but because of my own insecurities, my failures in other relationships. A part of me felt like I wasn’t worthy, that I didn’t deserve you, sometimes even now, I think that. You’ve got so much to offer, and I’m incredibly lucky that you chose me to fall in love with. I’m lucky that we found eachother, and that we were able to establish something beyond a friendship, an unbreakable bond. I know now that you love me, with no reserved doubt. I know all this because you show it day in and day out, thinking and reacting the way only a person in love would. You think about and put my feelings and wellbeing, my reputation before your own. You put everything concerning me on the table and make sure that they’re straight and taken care of, like a real man. 

My man. 

I love you with all my heart, I can say that with no reservations. You’re the one and only resident of my heart and soul, keeper of the keys, dweller of my mind. 

I am consumed by you.