The best is always saved for last. You are my literal Light, When my mind is clouded with indecision. I met you on a ship and you became my summer romance. And when it comes to romance I know you know I am one of the hopeless. Yes, the basics seem immature, and perhaps unrealistic. On the contrary, I feel it. I feel the inseperability in my bones. I was so uncomfortable on that couch. You made it just in time. I can still recall every disgusting unmatched piece of clothing you wore that day. I remember the look on your face as you walked through the door. Thinking that 14 year old 300 pound lineman next to you was my adversary, And finding that you and I share a brother. I held your hand in front of a cracked mirror. I kissed you against the railing of a balcony. Henry David Thoureau once said, "There is no remedy for love, but to love more." I haven't seen you in five years. Dear Ashley, I swear that I love you. P.S. You're it. I know it.
