The longest ride.

I’ve always told myself to never go back to the past just because it seems familiar; no matter how tempting it is.

The past should remain in the past.

But then you happened.

You were the best damn thing that’s ever happened to me and I had to ruin it.

You’re the only exception in this equation.

It’s all familiar with you. I’m completely myself around you, the sense of euphoria that I get, can’t even be described in words.

I miss you even when you’re right in my arms.

I could just look at you and smile. It’s insane, really. How God created such a close-to-perfect human being and this person loves me, out of 7 billion people in the world.

It got me wondering how we spent all those years apart without each other. Now I can’t go a single day without seeing you. Call it withdrawal symptoms, maybe. That or I might just be crazy.

I am truly, truly blessed to have you.

I love you.

I can’t emphasize this enough.

I’m head over sneakers for you.