…because I need you now. And this distance is killing me.
You are not my addiction. No. You are my oxygen. And without you I have no life. I am dead.
Who said love requires a translation?
It does not.
You just need to look in each others eyes and the world around you will turn into a hazy inconsiquential blur.
There were times when I was crying, I was helpless, when I was down, I tried to find you in my dreams, and you were always there…
I want to write you love letters, hundreds and thousands of love letters. Every letter expressing how I feel about you.
All our forevers together, transpiring through out all the versions of reality.