God, This is Caden.

I remember that night where we just stayed up all night, valentine's weekend. It seems like forever ago now. But it was perfect, even though I managed to hurt you like I seem to always do in those playful situations. [Which I thoroughly apologize for.] I remember how a lot of nights with you were perfect just because we were curled up together under blankets, skin on skin. And even after everything that happened, it was still that way when we curled up together in my bed for the first time. You layed your head on my chest and held on to me tight. It almost brought me to tears to see you like that, but I have to be stronger in front of you. Or at least I seem to think I do.
Every kiss is like an electric shock, sending my hair to stand up on end, making my knees turn to jelly and fire rush to my cheeks. Every time we hold hands I can't help but feel like I'm the luckiest person alive because those hands are always going to be mine to hold. And being snuggled into your arms is like this sense of safety that no one could duplicate. Just being around you feels like you're the only thing tieing me to the ground. You're everything I've been dreaming about baby. Everything I could ever need. You're my better half, the ups to my down, the good to my bad. And no matter what we go through we've got each other.
I don't know what feels better sometimes, knowing you're mine right now, or knowing (should you choose to) you could be mine forever. But I have the satisfaction of knowing right now is more than enough. More than anything I could ask for, with all the wrong I've done by you. Cause you know when the sun forgets to shine, that I'll be there to hold you through the night. We'll be running so fast we could fly tonight. And even when we're miles and miles apart, you're still holding all of my heart, I promise it would never be dark cause I know we're inseperable.

God, this is Caden. I love that girl.