Random.

It’s not with any of the other parts

PART CINCO

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A lot of that time I spent with Luke is blanked out in my mind. There were days I was so happy I would walk around in a daze. Speaking only when spoken to. Always singing of daydreaming or both. I remember waking up thinking “this is as good as it gets” and it was. I was living out my fairytale.
Luke and I didn’t spend every single second together. We balanced friends, family and school as well, only to reward ourselves with each other. That time was truly divine.
We weren’t like dream couples out of romance novels, because love didn’t rule our lives, we could be happy apart. We visited each other’s families together, and texted each other when we were apart. We shared jokes and stories; we were about so much more than romance. We inspired each other to do our best and never settle. And we did. We trusted each other so completely we became the best of friends.
I used to lie in bed at night and imagine his touch, and then dream of him. I woke up smiling. When I pictured him hugging me, I felt safe. And that’s how I became obsessed with him. But we kept our boundaries and our focus. In all honesty, we were the essence of perfection.
We agreed on all important issues, and bickered incessantly over the little things, such as what made a rainbow and why the sky was blue. In the end we’d agree to Google it, and we each enjoyed being proven right. But we were not competitive, just aching to learn more of each other, which we did, every single day.

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It’s sort of a summary… kinda.