So this is what it feels like.
Oh. Okay.
It turns out it's not all fireworks and midnight make-out sessions, and screaming fights.
It's better than all that crap Hollywood sells you.
It's staying up late. And not running out of things to talk about.
It's your heart, which is the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.
It's how you make me feel more alive, and more myself than anyone else ever has.
It's shared dreams, and laughter.
It's playlists of new folk bands I've never heard of.
It's surf sessions where I know I'd die without you close by.
It's talking about the future, but living in the moment.
It's watching you grow and thrive, and being stoked for every step of this journey you're on.
It's wanting the best for you, even if it's not me.
I'm doing it right this time, because even if it doesn't work out, I want to be your best friend more than I want any of that other stuff.
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