My Love For You

During its infancy, my attraction to you was merely a revisited feeling which had been buried under the combined weight of two other simultaneous loves.  Riddles with much mis(t)ery; stress and problematic confusion, I was blinded to your adoring gaze.
However distracted that gaze may have been.
Though I was deeply in love, it was among the most stressful times of my life.  But then as the sands of past months eroded away, my feelings for you resurfaced.  I knew your past love was over, and that perhaps even my sudden singularity was a part of the reason.
With my curiosity strengthening the way that I felt about you, I began to explore the possibility of calling you my girlfriend.  
The weeks past, and doubt began to grow within me.  Perhaps it was the three years of life between us, or the fact that I was playing right into the much dispised 'rotation' theory that fed this doubt.  In either case, my hesitations were born of what other people would think.  The opinions of others' are more important to me that I enjoy admitting.
But soon, I ignored the doubts I had harboured, and I allowed a relationship between us to begin.  My adoration for you had grown, though it was still uncomfortably weaker than I wished it to be.
More time pased, and we became more intimate; grew closer.  And I realised that you did not cause me stress or pain like the others had.  My happiness was only tempered by the moments when I could not hold you in my arms.
As we spent more time together, my feelings for you began to bloom and grow.

Now I care for you more and more with each passing minute that you fill my thoughts, with each passing day.  My heart swells and my pulse races every time our lips touch in tender kiss; whenever our fingers entwine in loving embrace.  
We've now fallen asleep in each others' arms, and I await the next time I may hold you close.  I await the days when I have you beside me more often than not.
I think of you, I dream of you, I live for you.
I love you, I love you.