It’s been four months.
It’s been four months now. I cannot believe that I was so lucky to meet you and get the chance to know you. I lose myself in the thought that I’m your girlfriend. I fail to fathom that you love me and that you are willing to believe in us. I cannot comprehend the truth for me to write this as of now.
It’s been four months now. You’re 16 and I want to be with you on your birthday. I want to spend the next four months with you. Then the next four months. Then the next four months and so on till fate decides to take over one or both of us. I want to spend the rest of my life with you.
It’s been four months now. I want to do the things we love together. I want to eat frozen yogurt with you. I want to trick or treat as Belle and the Beast with you. I want to drag you around Spirit and make you activate all the animatronics. I want to be with you.
It’s been four months now. I crave you every second I don’t have you. I dream of you every second I sleep. I miss you every second you’re gone. I talk about you every second you’re silent.
It’s been four months now.
And I have and will love you every step of the way, Raleigh.