It's fresh, admittedly. But I catch myself staring at him at times.

There's still a certain level of disbelief seeing him with me, so close. Knowing that we're together. And the fact that the guy I'm looking at tells me he loves me, and I believe it too.

There's just so much history that makes for such a great love story. If some other person told it, it would probably go something like 'Yeah, them kids go waaay back. Classmates since 2nd grade, hungout in College and been friends since then.'

We both get a kick out of people's reaction when they find out we're together. At least those that have known us for a long time.
"Finally."
"I kinda saw it coming."

This just feels right. When you've felt so many wrongs in your life, you know when it's right.

- Live like there's no tomorrow. Love like it's your last.

In 7th grade, I got a letter from a boy in class, who wrote "I love you, woman... I'll never let you go! Forever and ever and ever and ever..." 3 pages long as a prank. I wrote him back with a letter that was completely stapled as payback. In it were just the words "I love you too."

Years later that boy, now a man, finally decided to come home. He tells me, "I love you, Shali." This time, he means it. And I replied, "I love you too, Richard."

This time, I mean it too.

- Live like there's no tomorrow. Love like it's your last.

"You are my woman."

"I am your woman. I love being your woman."

"I love being your man."

- Live like there's no tomorrow. Love like it's your last.