Counting the Days

 It's coming up so quick now.

Is it really only a few more weeks?

Haven't even started to get ready yet.

 

And naturally, I'm nervous as hell.

And why shouldn't I be? I've never felt this way before, with ANYONE.

What if I fuck it up?

No, no, don't think like that.

Just gotta tell myself it'll go great (because it will) and punch on through.

From the first moment we met, somehow I knew.

Don't ask how. I thought maybe I was hallucinating.

 

And then I asked him to be my Valentine. So corny.

 Right?

 . . . But he said yes.

 

Who would say yes to that kind of corny . . .

He would.

Man, just . . . he would.

(counting the days)