We can have days where we walk through fields holding hands all day and lie on the grass watching the stars not exchanging a single word we can have days where we kiss til our lips are sore and we have said I love you to many times to count we can have days where we don’t talk, maybe even weeks, but I will still love you we may have days where we can’t stand the sight of eachother and wish we could die but I won’t leave your side and one day you won’t love me maybe it will be tomorrow or 10 years or maybe even 50 years if I’m lucky but I love you with every fibre of my being and it consumes me
Dec 1, 2014
Dec 1, 2014 at 3:06 PM UTC
We can have days where we walk through fields holding hands all day and lie on the grass watching the stars not exchanging a single word we can have days where we kiss til our lips are sore and we have said I love you to many times to count we can have days where we don’t talk, maybe even weeks, but I will still love you we may have days where we can’t stand the sight of eachother and wish we could die but I won’t leave your side and one day you won’t love me maybe it will be tomorrow or 10 years or maybe even 50 years if I’m lucky but I love you with every fibre of my being and it consumes me
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