It’s nice to know that I wasn’t crazy all those years ago. It’s nice to hear that the good I saw in people was legitimate and the bad feeling I had in my gut about others was more than a hunch. I guess we got hurt by the same people, and we just did different things. I guess I ran when I should have stayed. I guess I should have just asked five years ago. I should have stop letting other people control the voice in my head that tells me right from wrong, false from true. I guess tomorrow is a new start. And with that comes letting go. I’ll probably hold on to some of these things for a while longer, but I’m excited to move forward together.
I love you. Everything about you. I’m ready to make this work. We might be 11 years older, but you’ve still got your boyish charm and I’ve still got my naive ability to love first and question later. We’ve got this.
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