She will never know I love her more than anything, that she is the first thing I think of in the morning and the last one when I go to bed, that nobody could ever replace her or all the feelings she creates in my heart.
She will never understand how I need her all the fucking time, because making her happy is the only thing I want to do, it doesn’t matter if it is being with me or with any little thing I could do for her.
She will never be able to turn in a way that I could hate, because every part of her life makes me love and admire her more and more.
She will never give someone the happiness she gives me every time she smiles at me, and will never make somebody feel as complete as she does when she looks at me, and I loose myself.
She will never love me the way I love her.
She will never… wait, never say never.
The greatest thing you’ll ever learn is just to love and be loved in return.
You think I love her, but the only thing I do with her is talk about you.
I want to be the 7 am forehead kisses, the 9 am cuddles, the 10 am breakfasts. I want to be the 12 pm out to lunch and the 1 pm hugs from behind. I want to be the 3 pm naps together and the 4 pm giggles. I want to be the 6 pm dinners and the 7 pm desserts, in which we have a whipped cream fight. I want to be the 9 pm movies on HBO and the 10 pm yawns. I want the 11 pm snuggles and 12 pm heavy breathing. I want to be the 1 am wake ups to whisper “I love you,” and drift off to sleep. I want to be the 3 am, where you wake me up and we make love. I want to be the 4 am talk about anything and everything. And I want to do it all over again, everyday. I want to be your everything, your forever, your one and only.
I want to.