Writing love songs

On this cold, faux spring night as I’m reading, planning my Study Abroad trip and working out the kinks in my day to day schedule, I’m forced to stop and pay homage to the one constant thing that has been in my life during my more cognitive years; the relationship that I share with A.

I can’t help but be in awe of him. I can’t help but be grateful that there is always a shoulder there when I need it even if I don’t want to admit that I needed it in the first place.

I’ve had so many people cycling through my life that I’m at a loss for how many names and numbers I have in my phone, how many people I flash a smile at and ask after their families but the truth is I wouldn’t call any of them if my world is falling apart even though I’ve helped many a world stay together so, here here to my rock, my best friend and my love.

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