You see, eventually, he will show you the real him. It will come in layers, as though you’re peeling an onion. The first layer was so beautiful, so surreal. The second, a little imperfect, but you were in it for the long haul. And the third, unimaginable.
Determining what you want out of life is by far one of the most difficult tasks to accomplish. It comes with responsibility and a willingness to put yourself out there. Even more than that, it comes with the opportunity to get hurt.
It was you when we first kissed in my parent’s yard – in front of the house I grew up in. I was so nervous! But it was great – I should have known it would be.
The battle of the Great Northeast continues unabated and there is no end in sight.
Part of me thinks I’ll never love someone as much as I loved you, because I didn’t know what I was doing, I’d never felt it before so I dove in. I never told you, though. I never said, “I love you,” because I wasn’t sure if you loved me back until you told me with tears in your eyes that you didn’t, and you were sorry.