November 2011
91 posts
Dearest,
But the real reason turned out to be selfish. I wanted someone who would grow up to be my anchor, you know?
The one who calls everyday to check in. The one who runs out to the pharmacy in the middle of the night if you’re sick. The one who misses you, when you’re away. The one who has to love you, no matter what.
Selfish. Yes. Somewhere along the way, my happiness turned directly towards you. It wasn’t easy. But I’m glad where I am now.
Godsmack
