Brown sugar.... so sweet... taste buds bursting with flavours. The unending satisfaction, the inexplicable feeling of excitement, the best remedy for bitterness.... The fear of having too much is never there, I wish for more than eternity to have this... sweetness. That's what you are to me... my brown sugar.
Whenever I am in doubt, your love comforts me. Strengthens me. Turns me into a believer of happiness that last more than a lifetime. You are my guilty pleasure, like a fat kid's terrible addiction to all things junk.. I am addicted to loving you to a point where I experience this euphoric reaction.. Everything around me tends to appear beautiful. You make everything beautiful. My brown sugar.
As much as I am grateful for what I feel for you, I can't help but imagine how ridiculously reckless my life was without you. The things I assumed made me happy, left me with a curse.. A disheartening state of not being happy. Then I prayed for a miracle and God sent you.. As dark and bitter as coffee might be, it can never withstand the effects and potency of brown sugar. You make my life sweet.
Sugar rush... that leaves anyone hyper active. That's how I feel. Basking in the purest form of love, drowning in the stream that has concentrated elixir of peace and joy. You are my favourite drug of choice. My only choice. I can never imagine replacing you with anything else, I doubt if I can bear the withdrawal symptoms that comes from not having you in my life always. There Is no rehab that can cure my addiction.. my brown sugar.
I never envisaged this; I loved a lot of wrong people the right way and then wronged the right people the worst way. You found me and changed everything overnight. A new beginning, a fresh start.
It is already written, our love story. With this statement "I love you to a point where even when you can't understand why, that feeling never stops".
Thank you for not giving up on me. Thank you for staying with me. Thank you for motivating me to become better. Thank you for never leaving my side. And even when hearsay tried to ruin what we had, our love triumphed. We rose above the noise.
And as imperfect as I am with my breath taking flaws and shortcomings, you love me like I am the best, like I mattered. You loved me perfectly and that made my imperfections appear perfect.
I want to have forever and a day with you. I feel so lucky and I want to live a life full of blessings.. I can only have that with you.
And there are days where I can't believe how fortunate I am to have you. It all feels like a dream that I don't want to wake up from but I need you always, I need you to the point where you are like my life support, without you; it's almost impossible to have a life. So you provide the life that gives me support when I can't even help myself.
You support my hustle; you understand my pain, my struggles, failures and ambitions.
Love so divine and heavenly, we make the angels jealous.
I Love you in ways I can't even explain. I am forever proud to have you in my life. My peace in the midst of life's storm. My support system. My brown sugar.