Doesn't she know...

...how much I love her.

We came back together a little over a year ago. We were split physically, mentally, emotionally.

I went deep inside myself and tried to imagine life without her. Life, when life was good. It wasn't going to be good without her. I could've done it if I had to, but I didn't want to and hopefully didn't have to.

She didn't understand what had changed and still doesn't, but it's nothing that can be explained in words. I fell in love, truly, for the first time in my life and I knew I was never going to leave. Ever again. I did love her when we met, but this is so different.

If you know me, you know that it is much easier for me to walk away from anything than to stay and deal with it. It was worth it to me and still is.

We could be in the middle of an argument and I still love her; I would still melt if she touched me. Still.

I wish she could understand.

Central Park

Music to me is like Central Park in New York City. It can soothe me amidst chaos.

Music can change your mood, enhance your mood, or even take you to a faraway place.

It can bring two people closer together; it can bring groups of people together.

I couldn't imagine my life without it.