It all started with a question. 

“ARE YOU A FRESHMAN?!”

I was like damn nigga, i feel real young now. Haha. I answered in exempt. “NO” By then it was a beautiful storm coming along my way. 

That woman up there is Kimberly Mercurio Hermano Cervantes. She was a Stranger,  Took up to be my friend, and in time I grew to learn to love her as my girlfriend. It wasnt easy. I cant stress that enough. It was Hell and back a million times before we got to where we were today. ALOT. Headaches, crying, cold shoulders, and just downright nasty looks. I lost her once. Most painful experience yet. But within time she came right back along. And I thought i was the only one who was feeling like, 

“Damn, He/She doesnt want me back anymore. :(“

Nope. It was all mutual. And the Summer of ‘11 sums all of that up. It took one night alone. One night drunk. One movement of my arm and she was mine again. Beautifully. 

And here we are present day. And i’ve never loved someone so much in my life. She brightens my days, and keeps me company at night. We have a chemistry beyond formulas. CONSTANTLY arguing over who loves who more. Always trying to beat me up when i play jokes. And last but not least, catching me up on the randomest moments with a gentle kiss to the lips. 

Our future? It sounds crazy, but its my plan. Im marrying this woman one day. Ive devoted blood, sweat, and tears for Kim. She’s always gonna be the best i ever had. I know im young and committed, but I couldnt be any happier. 

Thanks babe. For everything. You dont have to say that to me at all. You give me more than i deserve. 

And its a fact that Im gonnna have the line stated on my gravestone:

“Hope it got through your head”