already in the process whoever you be.
I fall asleep thinking of the first night we kissed. the first time we had sex and the first night you told me you loved me. the time we went down the cape and you met my family. the way you still look at me when I snort a little when I laugh. the way you brush your hair three times to get it right after taking a shower. the way you’ve latched on to me and the way I’ve latched onto you and how they are exactly the same.
I’ve never been so lucky. I’d close define it as “blessed” but seeing as neither of us believe in religion that shant be allowed.