A Study of My Favourite Man
Prepared with an alarming amount of affection by your ridiculously beautiful, devastatingly sexy, exceptionally vivacious, remarkably intelligent, 5'9-bodied, incredibly humble girlfriend.
Apparently there is a whole day dedicated to you, so obviously I had to do something about it.
I found this out today, just before afternoon, which gave me very little time to figure out what exactly one is supposed to do for their boyfriend on Boyfriend's Day, especially when said boyfriend is several hundred kilometres away.
I thought about getting you a gift.
Then I remembered I am the gift.
Unfortunately, your gift is currently located in Canada. 😔
So, until I can deliver myself in person, you'll have to settle for this.
So naturally, I made an archive.
Very normal girlfriend behaviour.
This is a little collection of you. Things I love about you, things I have noticed, moments I want to keep, things you have said that still make me laugh, pictures of you that I love far too much, and some of the things I cannot wait to experience with you when you are no longer living inside my phone.
There may also be allegations concerning your height, sexuality, and suspicious iMessage Game victories. All claims made by your girlfriend are final and cannot be appealed.
Happy Boyfriend's Day, my love. ♡
It is so funny to me that I knew of you before I actually knew you. Somewhere along the way, that changed completely.
At some point, I realized I did not really care what we were watching. Some nights I just wanted an excuse to be with you. You made me laugh, your voice was ridiculously charming, and I started looking forward to hearing it every night.
The more we talked, the more I realized how much we aligned on the things that actually matter to me: principles, morals, standards, life, relationships. It felt less like trying to make someone fit what I wanted and more like, oh. There you are. Precisely what I wanted.
And the fact that you basically do not exist online? 10,000 points for Gryffindor. ♡
She was, unfortunately, seeing the situation much more clearly than I was.
Even at work, you find little moments to check on me. It was one of the first things that made me wonder if maybe you actually liked me.
Foods, bands, random details I barely remember mentioning. You listen once and quietly keep them.
You get quiet, you think, then you come back. Even when you are the one hurt, you still care about how I feel. I love that softness in you.
The first night you said this, my belly almost ruptured from the butterflies. I still think about it. I love that you just want me there, even when we are doing absolutely nothing.
The way you pull your mouth to the side, especially when you are shy. It gets me every single time.
Low, rumbly, obviously half asleep, while you insist that you are definitely not sleepy.
Come back when you remember the answer. I kept some evidence for you.
If I had to describe how being in love with you feels in one word, it would be surreal.
I meant it when I said you make me happier than I have felt in a very long time, Oreva. There was a stretch where life felt foggy, and somehow you came into it and there was sunshine again. You make me smile so easily that sometimes I still catch myself wondering how this became my life.
I have always believed in love. I have always believed that there are people out there who can feel like they were made to find each other. And being with you makes me feel like you are that person for me. You feel so close to the picture I had in my head of what love could be that sometimes you genuinely feel like a dream come true, like the actual embodiment of something I used to only imagine.
Even something as small as your name lighting up my screen makes me happy. Hearing your voice can lift my mood almost immediately. Falling asleep with you on the phone feels safe, and I love that I do not feel like I am waiting for some future version of you before I can be happy here. I just love you as you are. Somewhere in all of that, you became my little home.
For now, these stay unchecked. One day, I want to come back here and turn each one into a memory.
Hopefully I am brave enough to jump into your arms without tipping over your tiny 5'11 self.
Still disputed. Evidence suggests 5'7.I think about this more than I probably should. I just want to sit beside you while you drive, music on, talking about nothing, and see what you are like when you are comfortable behind the wheel.
Considering movies helped bring us together, this one feels important. Whether we actually finish the movie is still to be decided. 👀
I have already pictured us at Blue Mountain more times than I should probably admit. Skiing, trying different foods, doing random activities, then walking through warm, well-lit corridors while it is freezing outside. Just being somewhere new together for the first time.
Amala, gbegiri and ewedu. Maybe you making me ogbono soup. Hopefully I am able to survive the night. 💀
can you actually bench your very heavy girlfriend?
No first anything. No huge plan. Just getting to exist beside you without a phone connecting us.
Little handwritten pieces of me, left here for whenever you need them.
I have spent an unreasonable amount of time telling you how much I love you. Now tell me how much you love me.
I wondered while making this if maybe I was doing too much.
Then I remembered that you are my boyfriend.
You deserve to feel like my boyfriend. You deserve to feel appreciated, celebrated, wanted, and very, very loved.
So maybe I did do too much.
I do not care. ♡
I appreciate you more than I probably know how to explain. And as much as I admire you, I hope you never feel like you have to be perfect with me. I just want you. The serious you, the disciplined you, the sleepy you, the ridiculously goofy you, and yes, your true light-skinned rainbow self.
Happy Boyfriend's Day, my love. I am so grateful that I get to be your girl.
