I opened my eyes and squinted, still adjusting to the light shining through the windows.  I sat up while rubbing them, feeling the sting on my eyelids from the tears of the night before.  I turned to my bedside table and looked at my phone.

“Good morning, beautiful.  Merry Christmas!”  I typed in, adding a few smiley faces here and there.

I sighed.

It really is too good to be true.

It’s Christmas.

And I know I’m spending it, crying.

You know…

I don’t think I want a time machine after all.

I don’t care how I fell in love with you.

I don’t care why it happened, who made it happen, or when it happened.

I don’t care.

I just need you here with me really badly.

So I guess a time machine would be useless.

Because even after four years, I’ll still need you, I’ll still love you, I’ll still care for you.

A lot of our great moments may have been a dream, but greater moments weren’t.

And besides, dreams can always come true.

“Ready for our movie marathon?”  I grinned.  “Silent Hill is pretty intense, you know?”

“If you’re here, I’ll be fine.”  You smiled in return while taking my hand and intertwining our fingers.

“Same to you.”

“You’re blushing.”  You giggled at the pink shade of my cheeks.

“I know, I know.  I can feel it.”

“Relax, I just like teasing you.”

You still love to tease me.

You still love to make me crazy.

You still love to spend time with me like we used to.

You’ll never think of me the same way I feel about you, maybe not yet, maybe not ever.

But I know regardless, you do love me.

And I love you too.

I guess…

Some things never change.

Maybe that’s what I’ll engrave on those rings of ours.