I know that I say that I can’t wait to leave the house. I know that I say that I want to be independent. I know. I know. I know. But, I don’t actually mean it .
I don’t want to go to the grocery store to buy my own food. I don’t want to learn to make fresh rice on my own. I don’t want to unlock my front door to find an empty apartment. I don’t want to get in my car to drive and not have the weight of your worry on my chest.
I’ll miss your all white furniture. I’ll miss your Christmas scented candles in July. I’ll miss your seasonal dish towels (Especially you nagging me for using the Easter ones in February). I’ll miss your sarcasm. I’ll miss your blunt honesty. I’ll miss our impromptu dance parties. I’ll miss your jam sessions while we’re riding in your boujee Audi. I’ll miss listening to you try to pronounce weird English words like onion & squirrel, because your voice over the phone just isn’t the same.
Thank you for being honest with me when I needed someone to snap me into place. Thank you for keeping me accountable for my decisions. Thank you for teaching me how to manage my money. Thank you for having fresh food made when I come home practice. Thank you for driving me everywhere under the sun. Thank you for loving on me when no one else did. But most of all, thank you for never leaving me.
You’ve stuck by my side through every thick and thin. You worked your butt off to provide for me when there was no one you could rely on. You’ve been honest with me when I needed you to be but you’ve also been considerate when it came the time.
I promise you, that no matter what, I will always love you, till my last breath on earth. I can’t wait to see what the future has in store for us and our relationship. I know I’m not nearly the adult that I think I am but I do know that I can tackle on this crazy world with you by my side. I love you for ever and ever.