Heaven on Earth
have been thinking of you all the time, dying to meet you. I am now driving to the airport to meet you. I still can’t believe it’s true. I am in knots thinking about meeting you for the first time. The closest airport is two hours from my house in the mountains. The entire drive I am anxious, thinking about how freaking beautiful you are, what will you think when you actually see me, what will we say/do, how it will be to hold you/kiss you; so many things. The drive goes fast because of...