We had an argument last night. One of those fights, where at the end of it you wonder, maybe this isn’t going to work? How can life be so easy and happy, you think there is nothing better than the moment, then something comes that you aren’t anticipating and you start to question everything? Ask any of my friends, they will say I am the ultimate realist, to a fault at times. But I am also a huge romantic; these two confilct too often. Last night (and today if we are being honest here) I was thinking maybe there is no such thing as everlasting love? To top it off, Scott went out of town today for work, I may not see him until Friday. I had that sick feeling in the bottom of my stomache all day, and not sure if it was going away anytime soon.
Then I came home from work tonight to this, flowers and chocolate. Scott, thank you for restoring my idealistic view of love. Please come home safe and sound. We miss you. I need you more than you know.
3 years ago • Notes