That’s how you know you love someone, I guess, when you can’t experience anything without wishing the other person were there to see it, too.
Life has different ways of testing you. Either nothing happens at all, or everything happens all at once.
First you jump off the cliff and build your wings on the way down.
I’m not going to be the girl you marry, but I’ll be the girl you’ll be thinking of 20 years from now while you engage in polite sex with your boring wife who fakes her orgasm to make you feel better about your receding hairline.