sometimes i’ll think about you, on nights like this, and my mind my heart my feelings are all just you. your face and your smile and your hands on my legs. and when i think about you i just can’t remember anyone else. i can’t remember me before you, i was someone different, some lesser version of what i am today, what you’ve made me, what you’ve completed. and then you said “a single high with you is worth every hard time that’s ever happened. sometimes i forget that any hard time with you still is not as bad as how i felt every day of my life before you came along,” and it made my heart swell with some sort of pride and sense of accomplishment that i am somehow able to make you feel how you make me feel. life without you is dismally unimaginable but should something in our future go wrong i can still feel nothing but absolutely blessed that during one significant and perfect time in my life i had the overwhelming honor and luck to know you and to say you were my best friend and everything i could ever need.
