I'm scared cause you're just so perfect and I ain't, cause you try your best and I give up, because you fought when I surrendered. And I love you, I don't even have the words to describe it and god knows I have words... And it just breaks me to think that in three little month I won't be able to see you anymore, and I just wished time could stop right now and we could simply live, just the two of us. Because when I'm in your arms everything just seems to make sense, because when I'm with you it's like nothing can hurt me anymore. And I tried to not fall for you, to escape the spell you put on me... But I just couldn't and I still can't. It's to hard, I wish I could be sure that I won't ever hurt you, but I can't... Please stay near me, don't ever walk away, because I need your arms, I need your lips, I just need your love. I used to ask myself, "how do you know when you fall in love?", well to anyone who's trying to figure that out let me tell you something. You just know, your body ask for that person, you need to know he/she is okay and that he/she is happy. You just wake up thinking about what they are doing right now, and then you think of them for the rest of your day. You're constantly questioning yourself about if they would like the shirt you're wearing or if the joke you heard would make them laugh. And when the world seem to turn his back on you, they're here, waiting for you to hide in their arms. Because having them make you finally realize that you're not alone in this world, that you're allowed to be hurt, that you matter. You're that person to me, the one that actually cares, the one who asks me how was my day, and why it was just okay and not good. You're the guy who notice when I get anxious, the one who always tease me for asking kisses, but complains I'm too far away if im not laying in your arms. And I just can't describe how much you mean to me, how I just love you so deeply. When we're watching a movie I always end up staring at you and asking myself how the heck was I so lucky to meet someone like you, and to actually get you to love me... I don't deserve you, and I know you don't like me saying that... But I really don't think I do. A climbing competition, that's where we met, and then we didn't really talk... And when I saw you at that rugby tournament, I needed to text you... Just to see if you actually remembered me. And you did. So we decided to go climbing. I was pretty sure you didnt like me, and that we were just going as friends even tho I had a crush on you. Then, I admit, you kissed me. I was just the happiest girl alive, we were suppose to see each other one time on Friday and then wait till Saturday to see each other, but we couldn't wait... So we saw each other Sunday, and Tuesday and Thursday... And I fell in love. Not because you were always complimenting me, but because when I didn't finish that route you listen to me complain, when I panicked about the people watching, you didn't question it, you just understood. Because you continued to ask if I was okay until I told you I wasn't. Because you didn't let me go away even when I was going to. Because you just told me that if I was happy you were too. I just couldn't take my eyes off you, every second I spent watching you I just found something new to love. That's when I knew, that when you fall in love it's not one thing he/she did, it's not the one perfect date. It's that when no one cared, they did. It's that when you just needed someone to listen to your problems they agreed to without questioning how you felt. It's that when you though no one noticed they showed you they did. It's that when you couldn't even love yourself, they could.
It's true, everything I say in that text is true. From how I met him to how he makes me feel... Everything's real. And that's our song, evening blue. He's my kind of Prince Charming he teases a lot and then will be really caring to make up for it. And he cares, he really does. he's more careful with me than he is with himself. And I know he'll be reading that, so please baby always remember that I love you... I just love you so much. With lots of love from a bubble.
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RandomThis isn't a story, it isn't happy, it isn't sad... It's just plain me and no one else. I love writing and I just needed this book to write everything that I want to tell but that I have no one to. I don't want you to enjoy or to tell me can relate...