I'm on tour. I'm in San Antonio. Things are going, and as far as the band is going, thing's are going amazing. We're getting ready to leave our managers house in San Antonio to head to our show in OKC tomorrow. It's like a 7 hour drive so I thought I would stay up so I could sleep in the van all day. While sitting around all night, I got to going through old pictures, as we all tend to do when we have some down time. Looking through picture after picture, I found myself being reminded how incredibly blessed and lucky I am. Back in what seems like yesterday, I fell in love with an incredible girl. I've been lucky enough to have her deal with my constant missing status and all my other flaws and hang-ups. Looking through things tonight, I found myself really noticing just how much we've been through together. I thought to myself how much I wish I was with her to look through all these things with, and I thought how I would love just to sit and lay out this life we've built together on the floor and look at every picture, and think about every memory. All I have saved up really are pictures of her, but every picture makes me think of a specific time that I love remembering. I wanted to post a million pictures of her. I wanted to say a million things about her. But being 1600 miles away from her and on the go makes this no easy feat. I can rarely find the time or peace on the road to have enough really good talks, let alone be around giving her the things she deserves, but I thought maybe if I laid the memories here on the i-Floor, and told her how much I loved her, and how much Ive enjoyed this life we've built together, that maybe she could be happy, and that's really all I want is for her to be happy; for her to be able to look back at all of this with me and be happy. These are pictures that I have saved of her/us. They remind me of all of the amazing things we've shared, and they make me excited about all of the amazing thing we're going to share.
I love this picture so much, because it reminds me not to discard the awesome times we had as friends too.
It makes me think of all the funny shit, and when things were totally harmless between us.
This was long before I even thought to grab your boobs every time you sat beside me.
I like this picture and the next picture because they remind me of how spunky you used to be.
Always bouncing all over, climbing on top of vending machines, and getting yelled at by me for doing stuff with dudes at parties.
No matter how much I bitched back then, there will always be a part of me that misses this girl.
There is no way to tell you how much I miss you out here.
I miss you.. so much? That's not enough.
Do I give an example?
I miss you so much that I sit online all night long looking at your pictures
and posting them places where people have already seen them, just so I can
keep looking at them longer.
I am not even going to attempt to put into words how much I love you.
I'll just say "I love you", and I'll tell you to take that for all that it's worth.
I love you to love's fullest extent, and that's all I can say.
You know that words like "Forever" or "Always" have been ruined for me,
but if how I've felt for the last 3 years of my life are any indication of how I
would feel for the rest of my life if I spent the rest of it with you,
I would be happy to start the rest of my life today.
I love you. I really love you.