We met in September,
I was a Junior and he was a Senior.
By November we were madly in love.
Some thought that it just wasn't possible after only two months.
I'd reply to them, that love itself doesn't tell time.
Love simply exists
Or it doesn't.
To me it felt like everyday,
in every way,
it was there.
Or maybe that was just a fantasy that I considered reality
Whether we reached our happy ever after is a mystery.
It's the unknown that everyone fears
but it's also the unknown that makes life worth living.
And this worth reading.