"If love could stay pure forever, would you believe you're my destiny?"
Dear Katelynn,
I still can't believe it. Right now, you're lying next to me, peacefully asleep, smelling like that familiar citrus scent I've grown to love. I still can't believe I get to be this close to you every day. I think God's been good to me, giving me these happy days with you. You've accepted who I am, embraced all of me. But sometimes, I wonder—how long will this love and patience last? What if one day you get tired of me, and just like that, decide you don't want to stay by my side anymore? Will I be able to face that day with grace?
