By Sunday morning, I strangle felt in a world between being exhausted and having too much energy. Dylan and I were up all night, keeping each other busy in many different ways. When we finally did sleep, even though it was only a few short hours, it was the best sleep I’ve had in weeks.
We also talked about a few things and our expectations. Nothing seemed out of reach when it came to our relationship. I know that we were up or down, never in between, but being with Dylan was the best thing to happen in my life. I knew that if we could get our relationship back on track, it would be that kind of love that took your breath away.
I got out of bed, looking at Dylan, still sound asleep, lightly snoring. Looking at him now, I could see it in his eyes that he had little to no sleep too. Instea
