Metro Station Thoughts

          I'm sitting in a metro stop at 1:00 in the morning right about now. Listening to jazz of course. I know that studying abroad is supposed to be a life changing experience and everything, but I don't think it's going to change who I am really. Because personally, there's not a whole lot of external things out there that really directly change me I guess. You did. You still do. In a good way. I'm not saying that I change who I am because of you. I'm saying that what I've experienced with who is a very large part of what defines me. I would say that it's not where I am that matters to me, but who I'm with. Except that's not specific enough. Because it's you and only you. You're all that I want. You're everything. 

          Our relationship has gone so much deeper than I ever though possible. And it's very frightening. It's exciting though as well. But frightening. I have you though. As long as I have you I won't be scared of how deep in we are. And I don't ever intend to let go of you. I will never let go of you. 

          Even though I'm thousands of miles away in this metro stop waiting for it to come, we're together. I will always carry you with me. Everywhere I go. And it gives me energy. It gives me strength. I want to be strong for you. So I will be. 

          I know that you're here with me, but I miss touching you. And talking with you. And kissing you. And just about everything you could imagine that we do. I miss you touching me. I miss us touching. Which has never happened to me before. I've never had such a strong yearning to touch and be touched by another. But something about it between you and me just feels so incredibly right. 

           I know what that something is that makes it feel so right when we touch. You know it too. It's love. I love you. I love you with every fiber of my being and every ounce of my soul. I love you. 

            It's a shame about that word "love". It's so complex that nobody really understands it is what they say about it. So it's lost most of its meaning in translation. And it would feel like a complete understatement when I tell you that I love you except for the fact that I do understand it. It's you. Love is Zoë Mae Hughes.

           My metro is arriving. So I'll leave my stream of thoughts there. That was just a little piece of how and why I know that it will be okay. Meaning how I know that we will be together.