Some things never change.

The past few nights have been crazy…packed with plans and preparations.

After five years we still have it in us. That lust that consumes your body. That infinite drive that runs in every ounce of your blood. That joy that makes your heart beat so loud you can hear it when your quiet. Tonight we celebrated us. Five years in the making and still counting and dreaming. Building memories that last a life time. I’m beginning to understand what that sentence means. After all this time together I still remember everything that happened today… five beautiful years ago.

We were children…

I refuse to say teens because we had no idea what life had in store for us. We texted like crazy and gave our parents massive phone bills all in hope that one day we could look back and laugh at how eager we were to have lives together. We giggled while we flirted and barely ever disagreed. We vowed in our shared diary that we were a match made in heaven and stayed clear of those who doubted us.

Putting on my makeup today reminded me of our first date. My face is pretty clear now a days since my crazy layovers are over so I dusted on my ever so handy Rimmel “Transparent Matte” face powder. As I sat at my vanity that anxious feeling I had five years ago while we bused our way to the movies took over my body. I could feel your gaze as I ordered a medium popcorn for the very first time seeing I had an order for two at last. The very first time you sent chills down my spine as you hinted to hold my hand. That moment when I felt proud. 

Proud to know I could be yours.

Well Jasmine, here you have it. He is all yours and forever will be.

Just like my face powder and my tiny coach bag… You haven’t changed. You are the love of my life and I am so grateful to be your one and only. Tonight you held my hand and I could see just exactly how proud you are of me. You made my eyes twinkle and my heart beat so loud I didn’t have to be quiet to hear it.

I love you.

Jasmine

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