XVII. Forever Grateful.

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Andrea Russett

Do you ever just mentally revisit a time in your life that just brings up so many hidden emotions? It's like you thought you were over it, but your brain tells you that you are not. The past can be a dark place. And past experiences like those that bring me into reality to be thankful for all of the things and people I have around me, and I'm forever grateful. Grateful to have learned from my past, that some people should just be left behind. And some deserve a better future.

Kian has done nothing today asides from be like a butler. He's been extremely careful around me, cautious even. He's a real sweetheart, and I'm now realizing how lucky I am.

I've always known how lucky I was, but now I'm realizing even more. There are roughly about seven billion people on this Earth, and I've been blessed to have Kian Robert Lawley fall in love with me. Me! Of all people, me.

I can not wrap my head around the fact that Kian chose me. Seven billion people, and he chose me. His heart belongs to me, and my heart belongs to him. Seven billion people. It's crazy. 

He decided for the two of us to drive around the state of Indiana, with no destination. It was his perfect idea of a 'getaway'. There were no rules for us to follows, asides from no phones.

I adored his idea. It was nice for him to just drive around while we blasted music and screamed at the top of our lungs together. I missed these kind of things with him.

"Hey!" Kian shouted, beginning to sing, "I was doin' just fine before I met you! I drink too much and that's an issue, but I'm okay! Hey, you tell your friends it was nice to meet them, but I hope I never see them again!"

Laughing, I joined in. "I know it breaks your heart. Moved to the city in a broke down car and four years, no calls, now you're looking pretty in a hotel bar and I can't stop. No I can't stop."

Together we screamed at the top of our lungs, "so baby pull me closer in the backseat of your Rover that I know you can't afford, bite that tattoo on your shoulder. Pull the sheets right off the corner of the mattress that you stole, from your roommate back in Boulder we ain't ever getting older!"

We danced wildly in the car as Kian drove down the interstate.

"We ain't ever getting older, we ain't ever getting older!" We shouted.

I looked over and saw a family in an SUV giving us strange looks. I smiled at them and waved, but they looked away. I laughed to myself, then turned to Kian who was still singing along to Closer by the Chainsmokers and Halsey.

And in that exact moment, I realized that Kian was somebody I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. I wanted him to be the one at the end of the aisle, the one who held my hand in a hospital room as I gave birth. He was the one I wanted to cry with me as we watched our son or daughter graduated. I wanted to sit in a pew, as he walked our daughter down the aisle. He, Kian Robert Lawley, was the boy I wanted to be with for forever.

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