We both play guitar, Sam and I. We both belong to different bands, the Sophimystic Band where she plays her acoustic with euphonious voice she owns. Symphony Jam, is the band I created when I was just an 8th grader.
They say, our love deserve a better ending. And we have no reason to disagree.
We believe that we're fated to each other, regardless the circumstances, wherever place we might end up, we will be together 'til we face the afterlife.
In every conversation we had, we always end up making conclusions of what might happen if one of us would pass away and has be the first one to bid goodbye. But I never knew this would be the outcome, I never concluded this tragic ending. I cannot think of losing her, I just can't fathom the thought of it. All I want to do is, save her from every risk and threats she might have in her way. But then I guess I got used of saving her, neglecting my own individuality.
Death is truly a traitor. But it would never stop me from loving her. And I am willing to prove the world, even if it costs my life in return, I am willing to give my last breath just to let her live. I am now ready to face all odds. I will never get tired of saving Samantha.
Beige, I pledge my love to you. You're the only Sam I would ever love. See you at the stage of oblivious world, let us play our favorite song together as we take our voices to heaven, and wait as I deliver The Letter I wrote for you and hand it to your delicate palm.
- Morrison
