Reflecting on my 22nd birthday. I cannot believe I'm 22. When I first met Charles, I was 16 years old. It has been six years filled with memories and lessons learned and unlearned.
We've grown--during the three years we were apart and also together these last couple of years. All and all, exploring our connection: the strength of its foundation and its fragile pillars.
t: "Where do you see yourself in 5 years?"
c: "With you."
He's been there. Through all the perfect, bad, and ugly.
So in five years... I hope he's still here, with me. He is now on the list. The list consists of people who I love so dearly that if anything were to happen to them, my life will change forever. And because they are on the list, I am consistently paranoid that something will happen, and I take every chance to show my heart to them.
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