{Nine}
Lover of mine, read this when you think I left because of you, because I did not.
I love you more than the stars at night, more than the perfect contrast between black and white, more than flowers in the morning light, I am in love with how you look tonight, but I know that somehow, I will even love you more tomorrow night.
I need you more than red wine with beef, more than the perfect fallen leaf, I know you will be in disbelief, but trust me I need you here with me.
I'll miss the softness of your taste like summer strawberries, the little touches as soft as duckling feathers, the sparkle in your eyes that remind me of our summer nights, laying underneath the stars in peace and quiet, the calming lavender scent when your around, your voice in the morning sending thrills down my spine, your mesmerising face when you're laying in the grass, your beautiful smile that still makes my heart ache every time, the way you say 'I love you' waking up the butterflies in my stomach.
I love you more than Summertime & Butterflies.
-F
Stopping the tears from ruining the delicate paper I wipe my tears with the sleeves of your sweater, your scent still prominent.
"I love you more than Summertime & Butterflies." I whisper so soft that I am not even sure if I said it.
YOU ARE READING
I need you here, why are you not here? If you're not here, where are you?
Conto''I keep telling myself you are not a villain; you are just a boy. But somehow, I am always wrong. Cause you are a villain, you stole my heart and left with it.'' -Chapter Six TW: SH Alcholism Depression
