there once was

It has been a few days more than exactly two years since we started going out "officially" as more than friends. Back in 2015, I dared not believe my own feelings. We had been friends for quite some time, and I always saw you as someone somewhat special in my life, but never to this extent. I was happy, yet afraid. So very happy, but so very afraid. I remember being so shy around you back then -- and when you asked if I liked you, I refused to give you an answer before you told me that you liked me. As time went on, I grew to like you so much more, but at the same time, grew less tolerant of certain ways of life and habits you had. 2016 was a difficult year for us; there were much tears because I felt hurt and angry, and then you got upset, then felt bad, and then I felt bad. There were many times in 2016 that I had wished I had the courage to walk away from all of this, but not once did you ever think to give this up, and it is something I respect you for. At the end of it all, I always know that it is a privilege and honour to choose to love you. Come 2017, I know that you have made many lifestyle compromises for me, and the bulk of our values finally aligned wholly. I am always thankful for that; grateful to you for loving me to this extent. I must say that you have given me a glimpse of what it means to say love is patient, love is kind, and love never gives up. In turn, I hope to exhibit what it means to say that love is not easily angered, love keeps no record of wrongs.

We have come a long way now, for just two years, and like you said, "I know I don't make the best decisions, but you were my best decision" -- I feel the same.