I stayed up late to hear stories about your days. sometimes i wrote a little poem about us. sometimes i breakdown and hurt myself, yet you're always there
to remind me that i'm worth it, every breathe and even every second of your time. some days i would accidentally texted you when you were sleeping or working. it takes a lot to tell you everything that's bothering me while sobbing, yet you spare your time between your sleep and your busy schedule to hear me ranting about my days and why i'm stressed, you were never mad at me
when i went to your city recently
you came at 2 am, straight from the airport to hug me because i called telling you i was terrified
you let me cry all night long, you put your arms around me tightly cause if not, i would fall on my knees. i'm sorry i was so hopeless
i love you so much
YOU ARE READING
/ˈCHaptər/
Thơ cachapter, a main division of a book, whether it's life, happiness, sadness, family, friends, love, this is my life's chapter and you are welcomed to find out -- be patient, the story will develop in every chapter:)
