What we imagine.

I fell in love.

I would say.. again.. But I don't think it is.

Because this is a first.

I have never been so sure.

When I met him, I told myself I would marry him.

It was like one of those childish games girls play.

They like someone and tell everyone.

But I never thought anything would come of it.

It just seemed like a game or a joke.

I never thought I would believe it like this.

I fell in love from a distance.

I had hopes.. and I even had dreams.

I thought about who you were outside of your coffee shop.

I thought about what your girlfriend looked like.

I thought up pet names you might call her.

I imagined you holding her every night.

I wanted to know where you went at night.

I wanted to be there.

I'm terrified of forgetting.

I want to hold on to these raw emotions with every fiber of my being.

I need it all.

I need your bandanna, your beard, your coffee shop talk.

I need the nervous "Nice to see you again"s and the awkward departures.

I need the moment I found out you felt the same way.

I need my heart to land at my feet.

I need the first time I held your hand.

I need our first kiss.

I need to believe. I need to remember the disbelief.

I love knowing you.

I love having you.

You are better than I imagined.

I hope I never take you for granted.

I hope I always remember the slim chance happenings that brought us together.

You have been the man of my dreams.

You have been the love of my life.

But now you are real.

And you are mine.