subject line: you're different. December 29, 2015 by Hannah Brencher agloe, new york You’re different than any other man I’ve dated. Normally they swoop in with their sweet talking and I build a case for them. I sit down for too many coffees with too many people and I list out the reasons why I should be in this relationship. ”The feelings will come eventually,” I say. “Right?” I don’t build a case when it comes to you. I just come home to you. You’re where I feel safe. You’re where I feel at ease. You built your life just right before I came along and I’ve been pleased to find you left a space for me. You give me the same feeling I get when driving home for the holidays— 900 miles— and I pull up to the driveway and see the lights left on for me. You’re like the lights left on. If I had to build a case then I guess it would be this: you choose me. Over and over, you choose me. You choose my ugly. You choose my beautiful. You choose what I know you will find attractive. You choose the things I try to hide. If you are reading this right now: Hi. I’m staying.