Do I love her?

If I knew she was waiting for me at the end, I’d let the universe break my heart a thousand different ways cuz in a world of billion people, my heart learned her name and never forgot it. I’d relive every bad year, every lonely drive, every night I stared at the ceiling wondering why things happened the way they did.

I’d do it all again cuz none of those things scare me as much as a life where I never find my way back to her.

Because the truth is, the destination was never the reward.

She was.