I love that you know me. I love your facial expressions. I love the way you say my name. I love the way you want to tell me things. I love your smile. I love your laugh. I love that we have the same sense of humour. I love that we're on the same wavelength. I love the friendly flirting. I love our conversations. I love that you care, even if it's not the kind of care that I want. I love that you are never awkward around me. I love how you smell and how it lingers on my clothes. I love your hugs and how they're warm and safe. I love the way your eyes light up when you laugh. I love how you're such a geek sometimes. I love that I'm your favourite. I love that our hands fit together perfectly. I love that you're concerned about me. I love that you make me do that cliche sigh. I love how you make me burst into fits of laughter after everything you say, because you really are that funny to me. I love how you trust me. I love how we're best friends. I love that I can trust you. I love that you're close by. I love that I was able to know you. I love you.

A few years ago, we moved house. Our new house was situated on top of a large rolling hill with spectacular views over the town. The sunset every night was a spectacle to be celebrating and so, naturally, every evening after the first couple of weeks after we moved in, my whole family spent their time outside on the balcony, silently in awe of the breathtaking beauty. It became almost a ritual, but as the months rolled by, we eventually stopped. Now, we barely take any notice of the sunset at all, except for when friends come over and make the occasional remark. This is exactly how people are with themselves. They got used to their own features that they forgot how beautiful they are to other people. You are the spectacular sunset, and deserve every right to be appreciated by others, but most importantly, by yourself. Never forget this.

I don't understand how you can smile all day long but cry yourself to sleep at night. How pictures never change but the people in them do. How your best friend can become your worst enemy, or how strange it is when your worst enemy turns into your best friend. How forever turns into a few short months that you'd do almost anything to get back. How you can let go of something you once said you couldn't live without. How even though you know something is best for you, it hurts just the same. How the people who once wanted to spend every second of their time with you, think a few minutes of their time is too much to spare. How people make promises despite how common it is for promises to be broken. How people can erase you from their lives just because it's easier than working things out.

Do you ever get that feeling where you don't want to talk to anybody? You don't want to smile and you don't want to fake smile and you don't want to fake being happy. But at the same time you don't know exactly what's wrong either. There isn't a way to explain it to someone who doesn't already understand. If you could want anything in the world it would to be alone. People have stopped being comfortable and being alone never was. At least when you're alone no one will constantly ask you what is wrong and there isn't anyone who won't take ' I don't know ' for an answer. You feel the way you do just because. You hope the feeling will pass soon and that you will be able to be yourself again, but until then all you can do is wait.

I hope you find someone that loves you when you wake up in the morning. And I hope that person stops you from running to the bathroom to fix yourself before they can even get a peek at you. I hope they tell you how beautiful you are, not just in the way you look but in the way you hold their hands and laugh at their jokes. I hope you find someone who sends you messages when they don't know whether to get coffee or tea at Starbucks. And I hope that person shares their cookies with you when they only have one left in the jar. I hope they buy you pizza when you're having a crappy day and listen to you complain about the scripts in television shows that didn't go according to your ways. I hope you find someone whose kisses make you forget you were ever upset in the first place. And I hope that person holds you like one would hold an antique vase. I hope the first thing they see in a crowd is your face and I hope they find you in everyone else they meet. I hope you find someone that will give you the wings to soar and I hope this person decides to fly with you. I hope you find someone that really deserves you as much as you deserve them. I hope you find that person.