Her. Again.

[yawnzzn]

If I Can’t Have Her, Then I’ll Stay By Her Side With Everything I Have Until I Can Have Her. And I Don’t Care If I Seem Obsessive, I Will Love Her Forever. Even If I Lose My Memory Into Another Life, I Will Know That I Loved Someone Deeply, In A Different Life. I’d Rather Lose Myself Than Lose Her. Because She Isn’t Just A Person To Me; She’s Like A Home. A Safe Home. And If I Can’t Hold Her In This Life, I’ll Try My Best And Best To At Least Stay By Her Side Until My Hands Are In Hers, Just For One Time. Because I Don’t Just Have A Crush On Her, I Love Her With All My Heart, Every Last Bit. And I’ll Do Anything For Her, Even If It Costs Risking My Own Life. I Would Risk My Life Just For Her, To Protect Her. Anything. Just For Her To Hold Me, Keep Me By Her Side, Just One Time, Just For One Moment, Just One Word, Or A Letter. Anything. Even If She Died, I Would Too. I Don’t Care How. I Would Die For Her. And I’m Serious.

[yawnzzn]

I Love Her So Bad That It Hurts. I Treat Her As If She’s Sacred. Like She’s The Only Thing In This Damn World That’s Pure And Worth Fighting For. If Loving Her Means I’m Breaking Myself, Then I’m Already Shattered, But I Don’t Care. Because She’s Not Just Someone I Like. She’s Like My Other Half. If I Can’t Hold Her, If I Can’t Look Into Her Eyes And Tell Her She’s Mine, Then I Don’t Wanna Exist. I’d Rather Fade Away Than Live Without Her. And If The World Tells Me I’m Crazy For Loving Her This Much, Then Fine. I’m Crazy. Because Loving Her Is The Only Truth I’ve Ever Known.

(This reply was pre-typed, I didn’t feel like typing more thing after I posted this.)