You make me feel very loved in a lot of ways, and I would wager you don't even know the impact some of your actions have. So here are some examples:

You text me when you can. With your situation and your anxiety, that's not a small thing. And it makes me feel amazing.

To tie in to that, you'll even start off with a compliment like a "good morning handsome" or my favorite ever "good morning you fucking incredible human being." You really are the only person I get compliments from, but I'm okay with that because you're the person they mean the most from. Even the simple good morning handsome has me wearing a smile all day long feeling like I got someone on my side who loves me.

I know you are emotionally intelligent enough to know for me to be comfortable enough to unmask all the way is a big deal. And when I mentioned that, I said you accepted me and you corrected me. You didn't accept me. You loved me. The part of that conversation you didn't know about is how immediately I started crying after reading that. All of my "friends" want something from me or expect a version of me or expect something from me. It makes me feel so amazing that you LOVE the unmasked version of me and want nothing in return. I'm offering you literally everything I have and everything I am, and you're simply asking for my presence. My love. My attention

You actually listen. Several times when I tried to have an actual conversation with someone else he'd pull out his phone and I'd just simply stop talking. He'd do whatever he was doing on his phone and eventually say "I was listening, I can do both at the same time" to which I always replied "no, you absolutely cannot" and he'd put his phone down and pay attention. Basically, whatever I had to say wasn't worth his attention, and he didn't care enough. Not only are you risking a fight, and huge changes to your housing situation, you're ACTUALLY PAYING ATTENTION TO EVERY SINGLE THING I SAY.

You pay attention to all sorts of little details about me and try to help me be healthier. You know my diet, my sleeping habits. You try to gently suggest I make better decisions to make me healthier and happier.

The most ironic way you proved your love for me is by pushing me to stay in NC while we both thought that the career opportunity was valid.

We both know it's not valid now, and as of the time I typed this (I wrote it long ago, but just now made it where you can see it) we have 34 days. If this method works for you, I'll keep updating it.

I love you Summer. More than the words on this page could ever possibly convey.