It’s hard to believe, like it feels like I’ve known him forever. Or am I just desperately trying to block out the harsh reality…

Drive around all night while holding hands in his lap or mine. Singing along to the radio–I’m so shocked by how much time I want to spend with him. I’ve never felt this way. I’m scared. Why? Cos I feel like nothing compares to how happy I am when I’m with him. 

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