That which wasnt said.

There's so much to write. But where to begin..


Being with you is like a summer day. Sometimes I wonder if I'm moving this too quickly, like I want something more than I really do. As if I was lost before I found you, or you found me, and all I want to do is find my way home.. But then you smile, and lips whisper forming a sentence that brings me right back to reality. Part of me wonders if this is a seasonal affair, even when you tell me its a forever strive, like I have become accustomed to - but if it requires to me to forsake all others, I'll do that and more. I know when you read this, that will make you smile. And know that I'm smiling right back. Im falling.

and I'm scared. But excited. You are still, and always will be the most beautiful girl in the world.