I never meant to fall so in love with you. I never meant to completely lose myself in you and I never meant to become dependent on you for happiness.
But I love you more than anybody I know, including myself, and I have unknowingly morphed myself for five years to fit beside you the way you fit beside me. You bring the sunshine out of my every pore and make me melt with nothing but the thought of you. I’m so madly in love with you. You are an incomparable work of art painted with brush strokes not even the finest of the fine could duplicate and I don’t ever want to imagine a life where we don’t meet upon that same canvas. I want our love to be never-ending. I want to look into your eyes every single morning for the rest of our time and I want to be your family. You are impossible to summarize and damnit, I love you dearly. I am so willing to give you me, completely.
So, do you really even want me?
This just looks pathetic.
"I go through phases. Somedays I feel like the person I’m supposed to be, and then somedays, I turn into no one at all. There is both me and my silhouette. I hope that on the days you find me and all I am are darkened lines, you still are willing to be near me."
I’m pretty simple. I like hand holding and rough sex.
"Look, let me put it this way: with me, you’re number one and there isn’t even a number two."
"People tell you who they are, but we ignore it - because we want them to be who we want them to be."
every year you pass your birthday and know that you were born that day but every year you pass your death day and have no clue