I wouldn’t have thought you would ever love me the way I always wanted to be loved.
There was a time before you when I thought I knew what it was like to be loved. I thought love was suffocating and controlling, as if love were some spiteful, jealous creature that gripped me with powerful claws. Love before you was dark and cruel, hurtful with its carefully chosen words meant to hinder rather than encourage. Loving meant being self-deprecating in order to raise the other up.
But babe, love is everything different and wonderful with you. Love is freeing and bright when I can feel safe in your arms late at night, even when my mistakes have us stuck in the back of my car at four in the morning. Love is light and laughter looking at you with the sun setting in the background, sitting on a soccer field and feeling warm despite a chilly breeze. Love is a punch in the face.

I love you, even when you’re grumpy. (via auburnbrown)