two weeks ago i was the happiest i could ever hope to be. Fernando and I celebrated our two year anniversary on March 17... the greatest two years of my life so far.
I don't know what happened from then to now but it's the scariest feeling ever.
I know Matchbook Romance is lame, but this song entered my head at the moment, and fuck... I wish I had no clue what they were talking about. I wish it didn't relate to how I feel at all.
"We made promises we couldn't keep
And every night we couldn't sleep...
I set myself up for the greatest fall of all time"
and all I can do now is pray to God that this next section will never apply to me. It can't. We said forever. We promised.
"I'll keep this as
A constant reminder
Of the nights I spent holding onto her
And rest assured I'm moving on
I miss you less, with each day you're gone (you're gone)"
I don't think I'd be strong enough to move on. I don't want to.
YOU ARE THE LOVE OF MY LIFE.