gabimonster:

Lets crawl up onto buildings and watch the stoplights turn off for the night. Lets sneak out at two in the morining, and then go to the park and kiss untill the sun comes up. Remember when I was too tired to drive home so you drove me and then walked for two hours back to your parents apartment, or when I used to ditch school and you would come and lay on my bed with me all day and we would talk about what we were like as children? Lets go to the movies and be too shy to hold hands. Lets do it all over again, what do you say?

Not all of it should be done over, but there was always much more good than bad. You ask what I say, well I say: Your plan is terrific, but in addition to reliving our favourite memories from falling in love, we should be constantly creating new ones like exploring some random field off Granada and discovering Yesness pond while the sun was setting, that was magic. I want to make you breakfast in bed more, and read with you more, and use our juicer more, and take more photos of you, and I want to do more of everything with you. You make me so happy and as hackneyed as I’ve made that these last 678 days it still rings true as we’re approaching our two year. I can hardly believe this is not a dream. I love you, Gabriella.