“It really sucks when you tell people how sad you are all the time, it makes me feel like a piece of shit and it makes me seem like I’m not doing a good job at making you happy…”
That’s where you’re wrong, my love. You make me the happiest I could ever be. The reasons to my inexplicable sadness have nothing to do with you, at all. Except the fact that you’re not with me every single time I need you to be. But that’s okay; I can’t depend on you forever. Whenever I’m with you, it’s like I’m experiencing a whole new emotion I’ve never felt before. I just wish I could feel that way whenever you’re not around. I love you so much, Matthew. Don’t you ever think you’re not doing a good job at making me happy. Because you’re doing a perfect job—don’t ever think otherwise.
