Why?
I’ve been meaning to write this for awhile, I’ve never had a hard time saying what I feel but that seems to have changed ever since I met you. Even now, I’m finding it difficult to write down everything you have given me. How can I begin to write down the love I have known? So let me describe the gift you have given me, because mere words aren’t enough. I know that in every age, in every place, love is certain to be there, so there’s no reason to tremble because life on earth is but one brief moment, a moment truly worth living for. I have found that out by being with you. Having you in my life has brought me more happiness than a lifetime could bring. You've touched my life so deeply in your own way that you’ve helped me laugh and become my own self. I feel like I've searched my whole life and I have finally found the one meant for me and even though our time together so far has been short, it will not be forgotten but remembered forever and ever. Thanks to you I have conquered the world’s greatest challenge, love and I will always be grateful for this extraordinary gift only we shared. In heart, and through the bind of love, you will always be my family, for my love was bound to you. Meeting you has made me realize how precious and fragile love can be. I would give up everything for one moment with you; for one moment is better than a life time of never knowing you. I can’t begin to imagine life without your touch and warm embrace. I know that life seems to be a struggle after another. Our scenery is constantly changing, but there is one thing that remains constant…my love for you. I’ve always had faith in you so be the best that you can and believe in your dreams as I believe in you.
Yet, Why am I so angry? Why am I always upset on sundays? Because you're gone. I don't want that. I want to fall asleep beside you every night and wake up to you every morning, and that can't happen when you're half way across town. I've got a year and less than a month until i'm gone and I want to grow old with you. You know that. I love you more than you could imagine.
Yet, Why am I so angry? Why am I always upset on sundays? Because you're gone. I don't want that. I want to fall asleep beside you every night and wake up to you every morning, and that can't happen when you're half way across town. I've got a year and less than a month until i'm gone and I want to grow old with you. You know that. I love you more than you could imagine.