The idea of making you mine, of being yours forever, it makes me feral. There’s no way I picture my future, and it doesn’t have you in it. You’re my sun. My world orbits around you. You’re my best friend and the person I want in my corner. You’re the person I want in the stands cheering for me. “You’re the one I want to talk to first thing in the morning and the last person I talk to before I go to bed. It’s always been you.
