I pondered tonight what it was i felt for you. Strong, real, serious, funny. Love. Ungoldy smiles trapped themselves between my nose and chin, and i didnt even bother to try and chase them away, not this time.
Does the feeling wear thin, love? will you ever forget me, dear? will the sweet words of teason continue till to day we die, sweet one? Im ignorant of love, i fear. i cannot even begin to grasp the feeling, the emotion, the passion(even when i swear i could, while we steam up the back windows of you car) or the beauty.
this is something bigger than our bodies, love. this is who we are. this is who we are meant to be, and i dont even know what that is, and nor do i care as long as its with you. you could vigorously betray me and i would run into your arms a million times over again, confessing my love and that i forgive you. and i would.
Is this how it is meant to be, love? you and me. always defending what is real and what is true and pure. our own feelings? they dont understand, you see? they dont see what it is that you could possibly want from me. but they dont know, love, do they? they dont know what its truly like. we know. we are living it, i do so believe.
We can make it, love. till the end of time and back again, i bet. flaming passion that never goes out. can you handle it, love?
And when i ask you why your upset, i expect honesty. and thats all ill ever give you. honesty. i wil cry on your shoulder, and want you to cry on mine.

you deserve all happiness in the world for simply being who you are, love. you are the closest thing to perfection. and these feelings are incredible, we are in to deep, but we thank the lord we can swim.
and love, dont ever forget that these are true feeling, not the be mingled with, not to be toyed with.