I know you'll likely tell me that I didn't have to text you, particularly since you're literally just down the hall and I can always talk to you in person if I have something to say – believe me, I know, but I'll ask that you humor me anyway, just for the time being. There are some things that are just simpler to say over text, and you know I've never been particularly good with anything that involves any sort of sentiment.
I've spoken of you to an acquaintance of mine – never by name, or even physical description, they just know that you happen to exist and that I've been seeing you for quite some time – and I've told them a few things about the time I've spent with you; it's occurred to me that I've probably told them more about my thoughts on such things than I've ever told you, and given the date, now seems as good a time as any.
I'm aware that there are complications, I suppose one could say, when it comes to being around me for long periods of time, whether it's a professional or a personal relationship; I'm often difficult to handle, and there are more things to take into account than there would be with other people, and my perception of things doesn't always mesh with the rest of the world's. But I'm told that I seem...better, for lack of a better term, when you're around, and from what I've observed on my own I can't say that that's untrue; you make me happy in ways that no one else has ever been able to, and you're one of the very few people who understands me at all, and it sounds sterile and impersonal to directly say that I appreciate that but hopefully you'll understand what I mean when I say that I do, because it's entirely true.
Being here with you for so long is rather important to me, and you as a person are rather important to me; I admit that sometimes I'm unsure of what possessed you to ask me to pursue this with you all that time ago, but bluntly put I'm glad that you did.
4/13; text
I've spoken of you to an acquaintance of mine – never by name, or even physical description, they just know that you happen to exist and that I've been seeing you for quite some time – and I've told them a few things about the time I've spent with you; it's occurred to me that I've probably told them more about my thoughts on such things than I've ever told you, and given the date, now seems as good a time as any.
I'm aware that there are complications, I suppose one could say, when it comes to being around me for long periods of time, whether it's a professional or a personal relationship; I'm often difficult to handle, and there are more things to take into account than there would be with other people, and my perception of things doesn't always mesh with the rest of the world's. But I'm told that I seem...better, for lack of a better term, when you're around, and from what I've observed on my own I can't say that that's untrue; you make me happy in ways that no one else has ever been able to, and you're one of the very few people who understands me at all, and it sounds sterile and impersonal to directly say that I appreciate that but hopefully you'll understand what I mean when I say that I do, because it's entirely true.
Being here with you for so long is rather important to me, and you as a person are rather important to me; I admit that sometimes I'm unsure of what possessed you to ask me to pursue this with you all that time ago, but bluntly put I'm glad that you did.
It's been three years.
Happy anniversary, Isaac.