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Dude... 6 months. Today.
I've been with the most amazing girl in the world for 6. fucking. months.
And I haven't even messed up that badly yet - I don't think. (Doll, let me know if I have, 'cause I never want to hurt you.)
Je t'adore, mais je pense que tu le connais. God, girl, you don't even know what you do to me, and all I can do is try and breathe you in over a phone. I swear, by the end of July, I'll be there. After everything, it'll be you and I. I swear.
It's not so long now, is it? A few more months. I've known you forever, but the waiting is what kills us in our sleep. Waking up without you next to me feels wrong. Walking without your hand in mine is more wrong, and the inability to walk you to class and leave notes in your locker makes my heart ache. It hurts to breathe the air that seperates us.
But I love you. Completely, totally, for everything you consider a flaw that only makes you more beautiful. I love you. Je t'aime, je t'adore - I'll tell you that tonight a thousand times, but it couldn't express how much I really do.
Things will come for you in the mail, if there is a god, and if he has any idea of mercy. Small graces are all I have to offer.
I hope the stars are out when I find you - 11:11 exactly, so that wishes come true. 11/11, sweetheart, that's us. We are luck personified. Learn it, live it and love it.
It's all we can do for now.
But it's only 3 months more.
"We'll hold each other's hands to fight the dark."
I've been with the most amazing girl in the world for 6. fucking. months.
And I haven't even messed up that badly yet - I don't think. (Doll, let me know if I have, 'cause I never want to hurt you.)
Je t'adore, mais je pense que tu le connais. God, girl, you don't even know what you do to me, and all I can do is try and breathe you in over a phone. I swear, by the end of July, I'll be there. After everything, it'll be you and I. I swear.
It's not so long now, is it? A few more months. I've known you forever, but the waiting is what kills us in our sleep. Waking up without you next to me feels wrong. Walking without your hand in mine is more wrong, and the inability to walk you to class and leave notes in your locker makes my heart ache. It hurts to breathe the air that seperates us.
But I love you. Completely, totally, for everything you consider a flaw that only makes you more beautiful. I love you. Je t'aime, je t'adore - I'll tell you that tonight a thousand times, but it couldn't express how much I really do.
Things will come for you in the mail, if there is a god, and if he has any idea of mercy. Small graces are all I have to offer.
I hope the stars are out when I find you - 11:11 exactly, so that wishes come true. 11/11, sweetheart, that's us. We are luck personified. Learn it, live it and love it.
It's all we can do for now.
But it's only 3 months more.
"We'll hold each other's hands to fight the dark."