I love so many people.
I love my followers and readers, who continue to read my blog while I don't post for months at a time. I never forget you, every night I write a blog post in my head, unfortunately it usually doesn't get posted.
I love my friends because they love me, and because they do the most amazing things to make me happy. You are truly wonderful, I feel amazingly lucky because I met you.
I love my family because they put up with my tantrums and pleas. They love me so much that they not only give me shelter and water and food, but the most amazing gifts and advise and inspiration and most importantly encouragement. They help me do what I want to do, and make a purpose in my life.
Even my family who lives on the other side of the world (grandparents, cousins) I can still hear the love in your voice when you talk to me on the phone.
I love God because he chose to create us, give us life. He watches over us and answers our prayers. He gave up his only Son for us. He is a father to everyone, He is what connects us and still loves us when we feel no one does.
I love music and writing and rain and smiles. I love a strawberry sunset and I love being myself. I love everyone who believes in me, everyone who teaches me, everyone who is prepared to help me up when I fall down.
I love you. There are two people in the world whose heart would be shattered in pieces without you, and I am one of them.