I don’t know if it’s a downfall or an act of complete selflessness, but it’s absolutely what I do. I focus all of my energy, time, love and efforts into someone else so I don’t have to dwell on my own flaws and my overwhelming amount of imperfections. Maybe it’s cowardly. I’m terrified to face myself and battle that battle again. I don’t know if there’s ever a surrendering white flag in the war with one’s self. I know how far I’ve traveled though and how far I still need to go. Im not certain where my wandering may lead, but I am positive that I want you, with me, every step of the way. I want you to know all of my secrets that have yet to be unraveled and engage in whatever mishaps, mayhem and miracles have yet to come. You’re nothing I imagined for myself and I’m convinced thats why I fall harder with every laugh. Thank you for bringing me happiness that’s unquestionable. Thank you for being you.