Every time i travel i just feel that i am leaving the other part of me with him! i cry, i scream, but no one hears me. i call, but he does not answer... he says he is busy, which makes me not so important to him. I call his mom, she says she did not see him.. i then figure out he is sitting by the lake writing me a letter! i feel guilty because i was wrong, but then the letter gets in between my hands... i read it and i cry! I feel sweaty, i stand and open the window seeing him standing and holding flowers! he came here for me, and he is waiting for me...
I love him to the moon and back
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~ I love you Nial !
