How to Love You

21

October 12

I guess there are just some days that are better than others; days where a smile can occasionally be seen tugging at the corner of my lips or when I fully allow a small laugh to escape. Because amidst the mind-numbing sadness losing you has caused me, I find it unbelievable that you still have the ability to make me effortlessly happy.

Today, you insisted that we visited an old diner you heard about from Matt. I, of course, was reluctant to even enter a building that your new man recommended, but I swallowed my pride in order to spend some quality time with you.

You, Danielle, made going into that diner that smelt of greasy cheeseburgers and spoiled milk a heavenly experience; even the quick glimpses I got to witness of you devouring a large strawberry milkshake was enjoyable. As creepy as it sounds, I couldn't control myself from paying attention to your every detail, like the way you wipe your face after two bites, cautiously gripping the napkin, and the giddy smirk that teases your lips when I mentioned ordering chicken nuggets. It was those tiny, barely noticeable, details that had me head over heels for you in the first place; you are a gorgeous women that makes even the smallest actions look beautiful.

We chatted, non-stop, over nothing, but also everything. It was as if you were finally beginning to feel comfortable around me again and I wasn't just some freak who yelled at you to remember me.

Even with all the horrible bullshit reality comes with, you managed to beguile my permanent frown into a gaping smile. You, my dear, are without a doubt the sunshine on a rainy day. You radiate light, happiness, and hope for what might come for us; I even decided that today we should just start making new memories, rather than reliving the old ones.