The day I first met you is the day my world started turning.
Did you know, Luke, that it's possible to move around a lot, to run from place to place, but not actually be going anywhere at all, your world at a complete standstill?
That was me until you.
I didn't recognize it that day or for quite a few days afterward, but that was the day it all began. A guy with blonde hair, brown eyes, and a shirt with stripes was royally pissed off because I was late. Jeez, better try not to ruffle his feathers again, I thought. I couldn't possibly have imagined that, of all the things that I'd run away from in my life, you would be the one thing, the one person, that I couldn't. Try though I did, my heart would never let me leave you behind. Because you filled an empty space inside it that no one else ever had, that no one else ever could.
What a fascinating thing it is that I had to find someone I couldn't leave behind for my world to start turning.
It's a challenge, though, for someone like me, when the world starts turning after it's been in a standstill for so long. Sometimes it feels like it's all going too damn fast, like the tilt-a-whirl at an amusement park. And I just want to get off the ride. But you love the ride, you live for the ride, and you're used to being dizzy from the turning of your own world. And you can't always understand why I need to stop, why I need to take the time to fight my way through the motion sickness. But what I hope you know is that I have always gotten back in line again because I love the ride, too. And that's because you love the ride, and I want to be wherever you are, because I love you.
Look what we've been through, Luke. Our shared world has spun faster in five years than most peoples' do in a lifetime. From psycho fathers, to your attempted murder and temporary paralysis, to a fake Iraqi bride and a misguided enlistment, from ballot tampering, excessive drinking, and a closeted step-grandfather, to our abductions, a lecherous professor, and a fireworks mishap resulting in my blindness, to my unfortunate anger and desire to go it alone, and finally to a doctor who restored my eyesight, but was a true threat to my ownership of your heart. What more could life possibly have thrown in our path? And yet, here we stand, five years to the day of that first meeting, with your hand in mine. If we've made it through this, we can make it through anything.
And, as I revel in the miracle that, after everything that has happened, you still want your world and mine to be one, I need to remind myself of something. I need to remind myself that, the next time the world starts spinning just a little too fast and that queasy feeling builds in the pit of my stomach, I need to hold on tight to you and let you stay by my side as I fight my way through that familiar motion sickness to which I'm so highly susceptible.
Because you're everything to me, Luke. You still fill that empty space inside my heart. And now I know that space will never be empty again.
I love you, Luke. I'm so IN LOVE with you. Happy fifth anniversary of the day we first met, of the day my world finally started turning.
Love forever and ever,