The glass Jar

“Do I regret the things I did in my past?” He repeated the question, “without a doubt, but I wouldn’t do a damn thing differently because it all led me to you, and you’re the greatest thing that’s ever been mine.”

“I mean like every great book your introduction was a captivating first sentence which only made me want to keep reading.” He says, “No matter how much I try to take my time the pages turn and every chapter is better then the last and I just pray that you are an endless series, although regardless, you are by far the best read.”

“They had these spaces along the edges of their souls, and as they got to know each other, they fell in love. Their souls collided, overlapping completely. Those spaces aligned perfectly for the universe to thread its needle through. Her craftiness and foresight beautifully displayed. They were destined to be one, and the universe made sure of it.”

“You’re a gold medal track star with all the running through my mind you do” he says, “how have you infiltrated my exterior guards like a ghost through walls? Brought chemistry between mind, heart and soul like life long friends? How do you make my core burn brighter and stronger like a new sun? I don’t know those answers yet but I do know you make me happy.”

“You aren't boring!!” He argued “You have me enthralled! I'm like a moth that has flown into the flame and died, but I’ve been born again with the knowledge of the previous life and I still chose to fly to the light again...”

“You asked me a couple times for random facts” he says, “the wonderful things I say about you aren’t just complements, to me they are facts. Stunning little facts that I’m really liking becoming familiar with.”

“Sharing with me how you used to be doesn't subtract from who you are now, it adds value. I appreciate the careless, insensitive, selfish you because without her I'd never have met the butterflied version I see today.”

“She’s worried about over saturation. That expressing her adoration for him will somehow become worn out. Little does she know, nothing she does can ever be diluted. To him, she’s concentrated perfection.”

“You’re so good to me sometimes I can’t even wrap my mind around the fact that you’re real. With you I see that love is as natural as breathing. I don’t have to do anything extra or be anything different. I don’t have to overthink or wonder if I’m good enough. You never ask me to be less of myself. You want me exactly as I am. Nothing more. Nothing less. With you, I just get to exist. With you, my heart is finally safe.”