The future (which can be intimidating). 

We are young, but not too young. As the days roll by, my heart becomes more full, and more serious about you. Serious in a way that makes me want to promise you the world and give you everything I could possibly offer you. The ambiguity of the future doesn’t scare me like it did three months ago, two months ago, one month ago. You don’t scare me like you used to, it has been replaced with the comfort and love from your heart, which is more than I could ever ask for. 

Wherever we’re going to find ourselves in the future, I’m ready. Take me there now and I would know the only person I’d choose to be with is you. But I can’t be there yet because we haven’t made the decisions that will affect the future, other than the decision of each other, and I’m more than okay with that. The present moment has given awareness like no other moments have, and you have given me the gift of being able to live in the moment. 

The future I imagined in my past was dark and dreary. You’ve given me the option to do what I actually want to do with my life, like you’ll be proud of me if I end up with four degrees or if I quit going to school tomorrow (I won’t, but tomorrow’s Sunday anyways). My future a year ago was a dark hole that I didn’t face. My future today is a bright shiny fucking star, thanks to you. 

If you’re worried, don’t be. I’ll be here beside you and everything else will fall into place the way we fell into place. I look forward to what we’re going to feel for each other and how close we’re going to get, but I also really appreciate this moment. This moment of love and friendship and happiness, this moment with you. 


Author: kristeninlove

navigating falling in love, and staying in love.

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