I didn’t ever think it was possibly to love someone this much. But I do. I feel it now.
I think I’m starting to finally get it. The difference, that is, between infatuation and friendship and love and everything. It’s about loss. You’re never really sure about love until you encounter the possibility of loss.
You mean so much to me. You have no idea. I can’t really explain to anyone — not friends, not my mom, no one — what you mean. I can’t even explain to you, really. And if the world ended tomorrow, you’re the one I’d like to be dancing with while everything comes crashing down.
