“From the very first time I rest my eyes on you boy, my heart said follow through.”

We were always good with words. We had to be. It was where our story began, it was were our story flourished, and at one point it was all we had.

Our story started not much different than others. It had all the right clichés. But somehow, somewhere in the middle it became ours, our own unique story.

It was a long and winding road to here from where it all began. But time ran by. It was both slow and fast. And through it all, I chose you. Every second of every decision, I made a conscious effort of choosing you. Not because I had to, or because it was rational. It wasn’t, really, I’ve asked myself this over and over again; but because I wanted to.

I wanted to still have the dream of waking up to your face and your elbow nudging me towards the cliff of the bed. I wanted to speak to you everyday and whine to you about every little detail that didn’t go my way. I wanted to hear your laugh, and feel your warmth, your breath on the back of my neck as you lean in and whisper your corny, and mostly mean, jokes. I wanted you– for all my selfish reasons.

And just like I told you 6 years ago. I choose you, and I will always choose you. Not because I have a reason. Maybe just because you make me feel this way, and I’ve felt this way ever since. It’s not the butterflies, it’s the happiness and something I have no name for.

I love you, always have and always will.

xx,

Sey