Dear Klaus,
3 years. 36 months. 156 weeks. 1095 days.
It's so crazy to me how after 3 years of being together, I am still so utterly in love with you. Every time we kiss it still feels like that night outside of my old apartment.
I still wish that I could go back to that night. Everything was perfect. Nothing could have hurt either of us if it tried.
I love you, Klaus. More than anything.
Love,
Mackenzie