I've forgotten all about how it is to love and be loved. I'm afraid I am not yet ready. I'm afraid to take the leap. I'm afraid to fall into oblivion. But as you held my hand, I felt a flicker inside of me. I crave to feel your palms against mine again. Always... I crave.
It has been 61 days since we met, my love. I never thought it would end up like this considering how we met. But that's what makes us special. Most people don't understand us and to be honest, I like it that way. Fuck social norms, I say! We'll make everyone jealous of how ridiculously happy we are in our own world with all our crazy adventures, and fucking good music.
Here's a mixtape I made for you. 61 songs for the 61 awesome days we've been "together". Yes, this is a little cheesy (okay, maybe more than a little) but who gives a fuck?
Just like my favorite Aqualung song goes, to me you're strange and you're beautiful. Thank you for everything. You make me so happy. You make me feel alive. And like what I told you before, we'll cross the bridge when get there.
Love,
L
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