I'm not sure if it had more to do with the way you glowed in the fluorescent porch lights or how I wondered how I looked to you, but tonight as you spoke to me, it sent me spinning back to four years ago when I first met you, being so intimidated and awestruck. And how if someone had told me then how we'd be close friends, and I'd write you a letter every single day you were gone and you'd dye my hair and we'd read in bed to each other before we slept and how we'd see each other all the time -- I'd be destroyed by disbelief. Totally blown away.
And I'm thinking about the potential for how something I'm not even aware of at the moment, could be my entire world four years from now.
Unimaginably amazing things from the future shouldn't scare me.
But I'm fucking terrified.
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