I don’t want to look back in five years time and think, ‘We could have been magnificent, but I was afraid.’ In 5 years I want to tell of how fear tried to cheat me out of the best thing in life, and I didn’t let it.
I wonder how biology can explain the physical pain you feel in your chest when all you want to do is be with someone.
|Hunter:||you should move closer|
|Me:||yes please. Like same room status|
|Hunter:||Like me coming home from work hopping in the shower and you coming in and kissing me because you can tell I'm pissed off... like falling asleep on your chest... like cooking you breakfast with the kids on mothers day and bringing it to my gorgeous wife in bed... like sitting on the porch playing cards on a warm summer Sunday sipping iced tea and watching the kids running with the dogs on the property|