i try so hard to remember, those pretty things i wrote to you, but my memory is older now, and it cant quite see the light. something about the way i love, and words that don’t quite add up, it boils up inside of me, like a volcano to erupt. but if you give me one more chance, i know i can become a man, something so perfect yet fragile, something to make you smile. with these three words i write to you, to tell you that my love is true, but it seems just like everything else, they just fall down short. but i wont stop there no i wont, ill keep persisting with my will, and if someday you take my hand, i know you’ll understand. cause i cant quite put into word, the way i feel and how it hurts, when your not here right by my side, i feel like a part of me died.
I love this. I love you. You are the best love.