Well, I think that when you have a connection with someone, it never really goes away, you know? You snap back to being important to each other because you still are.
I wouldn’t treat you like a princess. We would enjoy a relationship of mutual respect. I would read books you told me to read, and suggest books back. We would then discuss them. I would appreciate you on an intellectual level. We wouldn’t have the most amazing sex of your life. But we would have romance. I would hide notes in places for you, some you might find when you are on your way to school, others you wouldn’t find for years. We wouldn’t live happily ever after. We would make the best out of what we had, and just know that being together is enough. I would kiss you deeply and passionately, and I would kiss you softly and sweetly, and I would kiss you quickly when you least expect it. I would lay in bed with you and talk about our future, and about our favourite breed of dog, and about our best childhood memories. I would watch you fall asleep, and whisper “I love you” in your ear. We would sit in the grass at the park, and just breathe the air. We would climb a mountain, and we would go to the beach, and we would go to a forest, but it wouldn’t matter where we went, or what we did, for we would be together.
I don’t know who originally wrote this, I found it as a draft in my email dated from September of 2011. But I’ve never found a piece where I felt I directly related to it more than this one. (via undeadlife