don't you understand? we have seen both the worst and best parts of each other. our souls are intertwined. you are a decaying corpse and i'm the maggots digging into your skin, feeding off your rotting flesh.
i love you———i fear you do not comprehend the depth of my sentiment. my words will forever fall short. you are everything to me, and i have run out of ways to say this.
“I can promise you that I’ll love you on your best days. I’ll love you even harder on your worst. And I’ll love you all the days in between. I promise you I’ll do my damnedest to love you like you’ve never been loved before.”
for you, i am fragile. for you, i will strip off my clothes and my armor. i would tear the flesh right off the bone. for you, i am naked. for you, i am open.
“I want you. All the time. I think of you. All. The. Fucking. Time. I want to play it cool, like I’m attracted to you and not obsessed out of my mind, but that’s not where I’m at. Not at all.”