You look at her like she is the sun to your sky, like everything is clearer when she is around. And she looks at you the same.

That’s okay.

It’s okay because you two are good for each other, you both love each other, and you will both end up so incredibly happy.

And even though that means I probably won’t, that’s okay.
I am so happy that you found your sun, even if it means I will have to get used to living in the dark.