And you melt like snow, before you let me know.

I think I've just experienced the most romantic afternoon of my life.

As of last night I got back with my ex. We forgave eachother everything. We talked about what scared us, what we want, what we missed. The call lasted 4 1/2 hours. I went to bed very late.

Rolling out of bed this morning I looked out my window to see the most perfect snowfall I have ever seen. Big puffy white flakes fell. I usually dislike snow but this morning was different. I saw the forest in my back yard perfectly white. The kind of perfection you'd see in nature photographs.

We skipped last class to walk through the forest in the back of my school. The snow was still falling. It was perfect for snowballs. We threw a few at eachother and made snow angels. We kissed in the snow and shook the snow out of our hair. By the end of the hour we were both soaked from head to toe.

And I didn't think I would ever say this about him but... I can see myself with him for a very, very long time. Because in the end, it is very, very hard to find someone who still finds you beautiful when you're soaking wet, in sweatpants with dripping makeup. And it's even harder to find someone who'll forgive you for your irrational behavior.

'If this isn't love, it's the closest I've ever been.'
-Anberlin