My dearest Valentine…
As I flip through these pages of our relationship – so meticulously tied together with string and stamps of experiences – a rush of passion overwhelms my being; my heart spills love over the edges in waves of tender affection while unconditional understanding binds it all together.
My dearest, we have a relationship so special, so unique; it’s a Shakespearean love story set against the backdrop of picture-perfect sandy beaches where we stroll hand-in-hand in the moonlight as rays of hopes and dreams beam off our everlasting promise to have and to hold.
My love, my one and only, do you remember how we met? Do you still remember the day when we first laid eyes on one another?
It was in 2012.
You stepped into my life like a knight on a white horse after a previous relationship went astray.
For the first few fleeting moments it was difficult; you looked different, you felt different and you had competition because I still held on for dear life to the years of precious memories with the one that came before you.
But the one that came before you had enough.
He simply could not take anything anymore and ended the relationship – prematurely – years before the actual expiration date.
And then you came along.
You whispered promises of adventures in my ears and serenaded me with secrets filled with colourful discoveries.
Do you still remember that day?
It feels like yesterday when I first held your face in my hands, kissed your forehead and embraced our future. It feels like yesterday when you stepped up and said, “I got you”. It feels like yesterday when you officially engraved my name between your layers of potential and etched the essence of my being onto your dimensions of possibility.
Over the years our relationship grew stronger than anything I’ve ever experienced before.
You took my hand and whispered in my ear, “Oh darling, let’s be adventurers,” and I said, “Let’s go.”
Together we have explored the depths of earth, soared with eagles, stepped foot on foreign soil and conquered mountains.
Together got stuck in the rain, wandered along unfamiliar roads, met strangers, kept each other company during cold winter nights and supported one another side by side in difficult situations.
Together we grew older, grew wiser and happier.
I realised that you meant the world to me.
You realised that I meant the world to you.
I can’t imagine having anything else, being anything else, desiring anything else, without having you by my side.
I can’t visualise life without you; I can’t wrap my head around the thought of not taking you in both hands, I can’t think what life would be like without the chance to caress the shape of your soul, the lines of your perfect heart and the togetherness of our tomorrows.
My dearest soulmate, the apple of my eye, my lifeline, my love, my one and only… as I flip through these pages of our relationship, so meticulously tied together with string and stamps of experiences, a rush of passion overwhelms my being; my heart spills love over the edges in waves of tender affection while unconditional understanding binds it all together.
You are the one.
You are the only.
You are mine.
And I am yours.
You are the book of love, my entrance to the world, my possibility of adventure.
You are my passport.
Will you be my Valentine until 2022?
Much love and world wide wanderlust,
X O X O
Disclaimer: I wrote this article for Traveller24 where it first appeared on the 14th of February 2017.