More than Perfect

Since the beginning I knew that you were special. I thought that you were funny, whit your “kid who doesn’t want to grow up” attitude inside a fully grown man body. And it was your Peter Pan complex and my old obsession with maturity that approached us. I thought that you never took anything serious and you thought that I took things too seriously.
Everything happened to quickly, and even if we wanted couldn’t be other way.
I discovered, and I discover each day, something new and astounding about you. I discovered that you are capable not only to take me serious but to take yourself serious.
And that was the beginning of the most perfect relationship that I had and that I will ever have in my life.
It was a surprise to identify your other side: cautious, protector, sweet, kind…
I love this that we have, this that is only ours and that I’m sure, and I know you are too, that is perfect.
The way o look at me, the way you take care of me, that you embrace me when I sleep, the way you love me, how you hold up to me... everything is in the exact manner to be more than perfect.
You were one of the only persons that could understand the meaning of my long silences, and realize the moments when the best thing you could do for me was to walk away. And you always knew the best manner to come back, in silence, without questions…
Because you know that after all things that can happen, I am here for you with open arms, and you are always and forever welcome in my life.
And after all this, after all this that you signify to me, after all you did whit and for me, all this peace and serenity that you bring into my life, after all this…. Explain to me how can I risk all this, how can I be falling in love with someone else.
Please try to explain this to me, because I can’t understand. Explain and help me, because what is happening is something I don’t want, but for more that I try there are things stronger than myself.