You told me that you're going to come earlier than planned.
I'm thankful for that.
There is absolutely no way that I will make it to the sixteenth.
I can tell that my time is running out.
I sent you another DM.
This time I was serious.
I told you how I feel.
That I still love you.
I was waiting for your reply to not exist.
However, you texted back.
You still love me too.
I could die right now, and I would be happy.
I love you.
You love me.
Fuck, I love you.
