September 17th, 2020
Somedays, I want to go back to when we first met. Somedays, I want to go back to the honeymoon phase. I want to go back to when you always reminded me that you loved me when our fights weren't weekly.
Somedays, I don't, though. Every time we fight, we fall more in love with each other. You haven't threatened to leave in a year. You are letting me make my own decisions somewhat. I stick to you like glue because you are all I want. I don't want anyone else. Even when you say, "you wish you never met me." I know it's not true because you are still here. It's crazy; I like going round and round with you sometimes. I know it's not healthy for me to stick with you probably, but no one else will love me as much as you do.
So here's to two years and three months with you, my Dream. Here's to more anniversaries together.
(A/N: Happy New Year! )
