My heart is a mangled mess. It will be this way for the rest of my days. But that's not gonna stop me from loving you. I want to love you even when you make me feel down and shitty. I want to love you when you build me up and i break you down. I don't want our love to fade, and if it does, i don't want you to end up another shard in my ice palace of a heart. I want our love to grow. I want it to push up through the mangled roots and the broken coverups. I want it to shake off the band-aids i've tried applying countless times to make the pain go away. If I am gonna love you, love you like you deserve, then i want to not only love you through the pain, but i want to love you because of the pain. If what doesn't kill us makes us stronger, than I want you to be my Acme dynamite. I want to hold you and feel the fireworks. I wanna fall so hard that my body becomes a sheet of paper. I want to love the way you always leave the cap off the toothpaste in the morning and how you hog all the covers in our bed. I want to love you when Valentine's day comes around and neither of us feels angry at the world or mad because we are "Forever Alone". I want to look in your eyes when we fight and see through our rage that our love can weather any storm. I want us to grow as lovers, as friends, as soulmates because we can look past all the stupid crap and see the daylight in our little garden. I want to know that when i water the mangled roots of the heart i used to have that i will still get to see the beautiful perfection that is your face. I want you to know that i will love you, through the pain and the heartache. I will love you even when we rip each others throats out. We can grow together because of our pain, and when you read this, whoever you are, I want you to know that i will always.....love you.
