26 days left.
It seems so far away at this point. I wish it could be sooner, but that just means the time isn't right yet. I do know that when the day comes, I will be a nervous wreck. Not in a bad way at all, more like the shaking, butterflies in my stomach kind of excited. I haven't been this happy about seeing someone in a very long time. I keep having thoughts like:Β What if when I get there she doesn't like me? What if I'm not what she wants? What if its weird? What if we don't click in person like we do now, 9 hours away from each other?.. Then I realize, to many fucking WHAT IFs. Fuck the what ifs. I know deep down that its going to be perfect and wonderful finally going to get to see her beautiful face in person. Finally get to hug her and hold her in my arms. I can't wait to share our first kiss, first time waking up to her beautiful face. Everything is going to be worth this long time before it finally gets to happen.
