It's still crazy to think
where it all started.
Literally every decision,
big and small, parted
my paths to run into you
that fateful night.
You were in plain sight
but I could never see
how much a moment
would change me.
It's still crazy to think
about the honeymoon stage
where each month
was celebrated like a new phase.
We tried to impress the other
and thought we had it all together.
We were blind to each other's flaws
but that was the beauty in it all.
It's still crazy to think
about those three years
nine-hundred miles apart
hundreds of letters to mend hearts
The beauty of being together
the sting of another goodbye
But we always chose to stay
in hopes of better days.
It's still crazy to think
How much we have grown
two teens exploring the unknown
to college kids venturing on their own
giddy feelings and hard days,
our dreams and aspirations have changed
but our choice to love has not.
And when I read those old love letters
stacked high in a secret place
I can't help but appreciate
our tarnished and imperfect story
that led us to this moment
in it's glory
of looking into your eyes.
And nothing that lies
behind us or before us matters
Because you are here.
still.
