I've known a girl since second grande and she isn't 1/3 as close to knowing me as well as you do. You've always been there for me. I can trust you with my secrets. I can cuddle you when we need cuddles. And I've only known you two years. Time really doesn't matter.
Those we love don't go away. I can still smell you when I hug your stuffed animals on the bed. I still feel you when I swing on your swing set. I still say rise and shine at granny's when I go into your room on the weekends. I love you so much and am longing for the day you will break free and be back in our life. I will never give up until I am not breathing anymore.
Real-life Grave of the Fireflies: (Photo) Stoic Japanese orphan, standing at attention having brought his dead younger brother to a cremation pyre, Nagasaki, by Joe O’Donnell 1945 The sad story in the comments. :(
From liking eachother's pictures on Instagram to meeting in Morocco for a coffee, as we happened to be there on holiday on the same day, to Skyping and texting all the time and spending a month in bahrain together... This year we are going back to Morocco where it all began to be with his family! 24/08/13 is when it all began properly and I wouldn't change any of it! ✈️