i'm surprised the universe still offers me options, when it knows my inexhaustible choice is you. you sit, as still as snow, in the back of my mind through every decision i have to make. and all of the infinite versions of what could be is only as important as the chance of you being there with me. i look back to a world who is waiting for me to decide between a reality with you and a reality without. my god. how i laughed.