After the fire.

I've picked this memory from my 2013, a huge impact in my life. _TS

A debate in the back of a rental car, a 4 hour trip, wondering would I be bothering him?

A text after the ocean, a conversation like normal.

"Text me when you wake up."

The next day was devoted to the zoo and a movie. 

Stealing away minutes to answer.

Staying up even with the 2 hour time zones.

Little hints of flirting conflicting the desire for likeness.

Goodnights were exchanged and so was, "I'll text you when we land."

4a.m wake up to get to Las Vegas airport and the plane wouldn't leave until 8a.m.

Seeing the city lit up at 4am was gorgeous, smiles all aglow.

Hopped on the plane after what felt like forever, waiting for our flight.

 4 hour plane-ride and hopped off the plane with a text, "We landed!" and a tweet, "All I wanted was to see his face smiling at me! <3" But nothing….

A few days later and I'm bragging to a friend how amazing this guy is, and maybe he's the one God has planned!

To find over instagram he's been flirting with me whist in a relationship that's a few days old.

 A text at 1am; ends in tears, as he is saying his goodbyes.