You

Of all the people who could have responded, you just had to be the one. Of course. Sometimes, I feel like life is nothing more than a very vague joke. I laugh at the most random – and often inopportune – moments when I consider the path my life has taken.

Of all the times I was weak and alone, you had to be the one that was there for me.

Sometimes, I want to curl up in a ball, throw a blanket over my head, and tell the rest of the world to shove it until I’m ready to come out of hiding.

Sometimes I’m ridiculous. I rant and rave and get SO ANGRY, but you’ve always understood that I’m really just trying not to cry.

Sometimes I’m funny without meaning to be. Sometimes I’m funny on purpose, because to see you smile is the best thing in the world to me.

Of all the times I wanted to quit, of all the sleepless nights I’ve spent alone, you had to be the one that would come and hold me until the nightmares go away.

You had to be the one,

and I love you for it.

There are moments when I forget why I ever found you attractive, you make me that mad.

But then, something always happens to refresh my memory.

Sometimes I do stupid things. More often I SAY stupid things, but you usually know what I mean, and, luckily for me, you usually forgive me.

Sometimes I make devastating mistakes. But you just have to be the one to come in and pick up the pieces of my shattered heart every time I throw a stone.

Sometimes I hate myself.

But then I remember that my purpose in life is not to gain happiness for happiness’ sake. My purpose is to tell the world about the One who saved me, and often you are the one who reminds me of that.

My life is better because you are a part of it.

My life has meaning because you love me.

You weren’t always there for me. You weren’t always the one who protected me when the world got too mean. You weren’t always there.

Yet, you have always been in my life. You’ve always been my friend, but never too close – not until now.

How did I survive without you back then? Sometimes I’m ridiculous. Sometimes I hate myself. 

There are days when I can’t remember. I can’t remember my purpose, I can’t remember my God. I can’t remember anything. I wake up with the worst sense of despair…

But I know that all I have to do is call you, and you’ll give me the verse I need.

God often speaks to me through you, and I am so grateful to Him for that.

Of all the people who could have been there for me in my darkest depression, you just had to be the one that would show your true colors.

I always knew you were amazing.

I never knew how much good you would do me.

Sometimes, I want to kiss you and never let you out of my grasp. You are just that precious to me.

Sometimes I wish that I was more stable, just so that you would not have to be the strong one ALL the time. Sometimes I want you to hold me forever.

There are days when I don’t understand anything, when I’m truly stupid.

Of all the people who could have chosen to put up with me, you just had to be the one that stepped up to the plate.

I love you.

Thank you.