Hoping for the best.
I fuckin love where we’re at right now. I just can’t seem to get her off my mind. I get so excited for those few minutes we might have together. Especially the days I might spend with her over the weekend. I think we’re both pretty happy about us. It sounds hella corny, but I can’t stop thinking about her. She just makes me feel so good and happy about myself inside. We appreciate each other a ton. And that shows. I’m just hoping for the best. I know that in the end it’d be worth it anyways.
