I’m often convinced that I’m perfectly fine until I come across things that remind me of you-
A photograph of you smiling happily (have I ever told you that it never fails to make my heart skip a beat?),
Song we used to sing along to in our silly voices,
Terms we have thought of together that I catch myself saying aloud.
I keep saying to myself, to grow from within to make everything brighter, better even.
You always manage to make my feelings and memories flood back in, I know that for a fact now. It’s always been you who has made me feel that way.
I never know for certain what will truly happen, but I am pretty convinced that I love you more than I’ll truly know.