you just know it when you feel that same exact jolt

i do. because every day is a happy countdown ‘til i get to see you again because you, are my hope of a better tomorrow. everyday comes as a miracle to me, to be able to live through with happiness is another kinda bonus. at the same time, i still try to be a struggling mix of real and perfect. at the moment, i am working on the ratio. when i get really quiet sometimes, it is because i have too much to say. i have thought of too many things to tell you all at once and i dont know what to say first.

i get immaturely jealous of anyone who gets to see you on a daily basis. i miss you really easily. but i also like it that we can be apart and we are both okay. space is good, too, right? i love the way we love some of the same things and i love how we love entirely different things. my head is a complicated pile of thoughts, and fears, and cravings, and dreams, and this tangled up nostalgia for the past and, somehow, the future. i love you, and i am so glad you are here...