What I listen for, however, is one song. There’s one song that I sing as loud as I can until my throat is battered. I’m sure you know it: Rather Be by Clean Bandit. I sing so loud, so so loud. But I don’t sing for those who I am with. I sing for the one who I wish to be with.
Not long to wait now, and we’re going to conquer a fear of mine. I’m strangely excited.
Living. Laughing. Loving.