I was never a person of repetition. I get bored when I have to do something multiple times and my mind starts to take a stroll through all the possibilities of life in attempt to distract me from the dullness of it. But that mindset changed when I met you. I was suddenly infatuated by you. I could watch you do the same simple thing, like drink coffee, a hundred times and never feel a sliver of boredom rush through my body. Repetition has become my favorite thing when it involves you. I could wake up to you every day and feel a sense of joy burst through my bones the moment my eyes focus on your slumbered beauty. I could watch you dance while you do the dishes for the rest of my life and want to video tape it every time. You are my favorite and only form of repetition.

What a fool was I to think, that’s things would change. To think that maybe I would find my way back and all wouldn’t have been lost.