February 2011
12 posts
“Je t’aime plus que hier moins que demain.”
—I love you more than yesterday, but less than tomorrow.
I'm in love with him.
Nothing has ever felt so certain, so real and so wonderful. He makes me better, he makes me happy, he makes me cry tears of absolute bliss…how could I have ever settled for any less than him? Where was he before now?
I guess we were both just being shaped and beaten into the perfect fit for one another. I’m completely ruined, Pash. I’ll never find anyone better, I’ll never want anyone else, I’ll never see anyone else…there is only him.