I still want our’s to be the story that could be written as a romance novel. I still hope that 5 years from now, when we’re both done with college, starting our lives for real that you’ll think of me. And we can finally be together. We’d buy a cute little house, get a cute little dog and get married. We would travel and workout together. Do projects around the house, have breakfast before work at the table. I still want that.