I went stargazing last night in my room. And I think its the only place around here where you can see the stars. And I keep thinking if I lock the doors and keep the window closed tight, and I lay under enough blankets, I won’t ever have to leave. 

Because every inch of me reminds me of you now. I’m not sure how it happened but I’m glad it did. Because I have someone to hold on to. Something to hold on for. We’ve counted up all the times we’ve been here and there and everywhere really together…and I don’t think it’ll ever be enough. 

It never ever seems to be enough. 

I need you. As hard as it is to admit and let you see this part of me, I do. I just do. And I like to think you need me too. And if you don’t, that’s okay. It’s easier to go on pretending. 

You know you’re going to be okay, right? I do. I know. One day you’ll believe me. I’ll tell you every night until the world stops turning. I’ll spread it across your ceiling as you fall asleep and I’ll write it smaller than your eyes can see and I’ll send it swimming through your veins. I’d put it in all the food you eat and every star you can see through the hazy winter skies and I’ll leave it in the sole of your shoes so you’re always on the right foot. I’d carve it into every piece of cement you drive on and across. I’ll sail it across the lake if it would get to you faster. It would ride on the breeze from me to you and it would throw it on your back and on your legs and your wrists so you can never ever forget. 

Maybe I was put here to look out for you. Maybe you were put here to watch out for me. I keep telling myself there’s a reason we found each other this way. I just haven’t figured it out yet. 

But I know I won’t be disappointed.