First day of the rest of my...

I sat in the passenger seat of Em's car, rubbing my hands together to keep warm as we sat in my driveway with the engine killed. Every time I'm with her, everything spills out effortlessly. I guess that's what four years of a friendship unlike any I've had before will do to me.

She asked me about the new woman in my life, though we'd been talking about our love lives practically the entire evening up until that point. For the first time in what feels like forever, I couldn't seem to find the words to describe this amazing new person in my world.

She's perfect, I think to myself. No, no, even you aren't that sappy. No one's perfect, anyway.

And with that, everything I'm thinking and feeling just seems to seep out of me. "She's amazing," I begin, drastically understating the point before I even got started. "I've never been with someone who treats me the way I treat them. Someone who can give them self to me in the same manner that I've given myself to them. It's healthy, and it's good, and it's just...unreal."

When she kisses you, you feel it through the tips of your fingers and toes, I hear my own voice in my head thinking. When you have her in your arms, when she laces her fingers with yours walking down the street, your heart catches in your throat and you grin like a moron. That's what she does to you.

I catch myself thinking too much and saying too little, and return to the present. She's looking at me, and smirks. "As someone who's been through all of your relationships with you, I couldn't be happier that you've finally found someone who deserves you. 'Cause you've been with a lot of people who didn't."

I looked up at her and smirked back. And since she wandered into my life, I can't seem to understand what I saw in anyone else but her.


"...And I don't see what anyone can see in anyone else, but you..."
- The Moldy Peaches, "Anyone Else But You"