I never thought the woman of my dreams was real. But she is so real. She is realer than real. I could write forever about everything I adore about her and it still wouldn’t be long enough because, though no one is perfect, she is. To me, she is. I have never and I know I will never meet anyone like her again. I watch everything she does. Everyday, I wait for an update from her. I can’t count how many times I have belly laughed at some of the crazy things she says and does. Or how many times I have nodded in agreement to a thought of hers, even though I only get a small glimpse into her life. I can’t even say I have a crush on her because, to me, crushes aren’t entirely based on reality. But anything I could possibly think about her is the truth. I care about her. And that is what scares me. That’s why I try my best not to entertain thoughts of her. Because I would never, ever have her. But I am rooting for her in everything she does and I am so happy that she has such an amazing life. If anyone on this planet deserves it, it’s her. And I hope she knows that and feels it. Glad I could share this somewhere as I’ve been keeping it in for a while.