it's eleven at night and i told you i'll drift off to sleep with you but here i am writing you this letter. i'm only half awake now, it's 2 hours past my bedtime. i'm full of words i want to say to you and i don't exactly know where to start but let me tell you this: my love for you is unfading. midnight is upon us and sun will soon rise but nothing would make me feel differently, there is nothing that would change my mind. i will love you with all that i am, utterly and desperately. i'll claw this heart out of my chest just to prove you the words i've been trying to offer. this is the best i can offer, i hope it suffices. i hope that you find refuge and certainty with all that i have left to give. this is me in my most vulnerable form, this is me coming undone before you, this is me proclaiming that this love, this feeling, will not lose its brightness. you will always remain in here, in my chest, in this heart. no matter what. i'm sorry i made you feel that way. these buzzing thoughts are always in the back of my mind and i'm trying to silence them. i'm sorry it took time for me to get to my self. i'm sorry for all the uncertainties i caused. the world is unforgiving; it changes, and changes. it doesn't give away free tastes for futures. reality is what is within your grasp and this is my reality: this, my love for you, is unfading no matter what the future holds for us.
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