Most of the time, though, I relish the fact that Jo is in my life. She's the most beautiful person I've ever met--inside and out. Somehow no matter how I try to say it, words never seem to be enough for what I feel with Jo.
Today started out with rain and thunder, which is how I remember our first season together. It was a rainstorm that literally pushed us together after I shot down her perfectly good attempt at conversation. It was that moment in the park halfway between her house and mine when she sang with her guitar under the pavilion and the water dripped from the trees, the air fresh with the smell of wet earth--it was that moment when I knew I loved her. It was in the puddle, after the storm that kept us awake for hours, where we danced in slow motion, and I realized she loved me back.
I feel like there are a million things I could say about her, and how much I love her, but words never capture it. Instead, I'll let Jo tell you with some humor, and that adorable laugh, and a song. Our song.
"And I may never know, but still I wonder why you let me in your heart."