Could you imagine getting an apartment with the person you love. Falling asleep beside each other, and waking up to see that cute little dopey smile they make when they first get up. You’d never have a bad start to your day, because they’d be the perfect start.
I love those people you can joke around with and have so much fun with and then have a deep conversation with and it’s not weird at all
It’s not easy and it isn’t going to get any easier, but doesn’t it count for something that I am still willing to fight? If you weren’t the person I wanted to be with, I would’ve walked away the moment everything became difficult and challenging. I am more afraid of losing something worthwhile…