Currently sitting in the exact same spot as we sat just a short ten minutes ago. This time, without you. This time, also- crying. Not necessarily sad tears yet not happy either. The second you walked into your garage the tears started flowing. You're amazing. Absolutely perfect. So charming and incredibly adorable. You can talk for hours and not leave room for even the slightest bit of awkwardness. Your passion for life and your positive mindset drive me crazy, you make me want to succeed. You make me want to do better, to improve on everything. You're terrifying, exhilarating, intriguing, and so exquisite. I can hardly handle. I'm scared, so nervous. I don't want to get hurt, I can't get hurt. Oh, but I can tell your pretty blue eyes are too good for me to experience.