Reverie
(part two)
…I remember enjoying every
second with you and knowing from the
very beginning that you were the one. I remember the Indiana game when we met
my parents at deSha’s afterwards.
The same deSha’s that almost ended our relationship the night of the
Nutcracker! I remember stepping foot into our Georgetown apartment and thinking “there’s no way we’re going to
live here.” I remember stepping foot into our Springdale apartment and you saying “there’s no way we’re going to
live here.” I remember stepping foot into our Rolling Hills apartment and both
of us thinking “we’re going to love living here.” And we cried after leaving each of them. And we cried when we bought Conti. And we cried when it kept flooding. And flooding. And cracking.
And busting…
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