Close & Closer

The other night, I cried on the way home from work, seemingly out of nowhere. Thinking about how much worse my wreck could've been scared the shit out of me. I was so close to dieing. Just a few more feet and I would've gone down- way down... All the way down.
Mitchell must've known what I was thinking about because he held my hand even tighter and said he loved me.
Sometimes that's all it takes for me to know that he's perfect for me. I feel closer to him now than ever, and it kind of scares me. I love that man with all of my heart. I really do. He is my best friend.
Alright, that's enough mushy talk.

How about a mushy picture instead? This is sooo old.