I've often heard people say 'I'm so happy that I could die'. I never understood what they meant by it.
I always wondered: Why would anyone want to die when they're happy? Isn't that the opposite of what happiness is? Wouldn't dying mean the end of their happiness?
But as I stand here today, with Jordan's arms curled around my waist from behind and his rested his chin on my shoulder, inhaling the liberating smell of the city of love, I understand.
My heart is so full. So full of love, so full of happiness that if I died today, right here at this moment, in the arms of the man I have fallen so completely and madly in love with, I know I would not regret it.
