You write

the most amazing things.

"i cling to him like he’s my oxygen. i’m so infatuated by him that i grab ahold of his words and absorb them like a sponge. i have accumulated thousands of memories both beautiful and painful, and i’ve spent countless hours debating on my favorite part of him an i always end up agreeing with myself that he is all together perfect. nothing in this world will ever take away his importance to my existence. he’s my Sunday morning saint and my friday night sin. i know there are millions of people in the world but he’s the one i need."

Thank you.

For everything.

Mostly?

For being you.

I love you Lucy.