you are keeping me here. you make me believe in a brighter future, that it will all get better. that we will have little tomato faced babies and adopt a medium sized dog from the shelter. that we will be making Christmas traditions with our kids and singing them lullabies until they fall asleep. watching them grow and start their own families, supporting them through it all. that we will grow old together and get to play with our grand kids, telling them how we fell in love as teenagers and never looked back. showing them pictures of us together when we were young and careless, letting them listen to our songs while we clumsily slow dance and make them laugh. i couldn't do this without you. thank you for being the person holding a rope. i love you dork