January 3, 2011

Where to start?

Merry Christmas.
Happy New year.
And I’m in love. With a man. With the same name as you.

I warned myself. That it might make me miss you getting to know him. But you’re two different people, and maybe that’s why I’m so in love.

He doesn’t woe me about the faulty nature of mankind.
He doesn’t tell me every chance he gets that the world is a miserable place.

Instead, he invites me in his adventures of ignorance—care-free. Fun. Full of life.

I’m not worried about tomorrow. Because I have the power to control tomorrow by making sure today ends well.

And I hope to spend many tomorrows with him, as I will spend the rest of my tomorrows remembering you.