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In my sleep I called out
for you.
And you weren't there to
tell me to be quiet.
So I rolled over and dreamt of
dying.

Look forward to what's to come.
The happiness.
The sadness.
Bitterness.
The Love.

Because, you know, I do.
Love you.
A lot.
More then my arms can reach.
Because if they could reach as far as I want them to
They'd be holding you.

You're in my mind even when you shouldn't be.
And I like it that way.

Love.

~~

I just figured that
nevermind.
Someday I'll say it
to your face
when you have the ability to react.

I was cleaning my room and found
our ring.
And I held it in my hand
before closing it away back in a box.
So I don't lose it.

Don't you get it?
That's what I'd do to your heart too.

I love you.
Like a crazy person.
Delusional in every sense of the word.
And if I could have it my way

you'd be right here
unhappy.
But mine.

When you say you miss me,
the delusion becomes stronger,
and I can't tell the difference between
humans and
toys.

I love.

~~

There was a time
where this distance wouldn't have bothered me
because I didn't know you.

But now
I want to see you so badly
that I bite my lips
because I know when you return
I'll buy pho and laugh
and spill on my shirt.

I can wait though
this time
because of the last time
and eventually
distance will be no problem to us
because we'll understand that love is greater then continents
and oceans.

One day
you'll realize what I'm saying
and you won't be able to stop me from making you love me more
and making you miserable.
And you'll remember when I wrote this
and forgive me.

I love you.

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