Sometimes now, I don’t think I believe in love. The fact that two people could be together forever and be happy and faithful seems unreal. Then I see you. You are everything I am not. You are kind and forgiving. You are composed and beautiful. Most of all you are sensible. I know I can’t have you and that’s fine, I just want you to know I love absolutely everything about you. I love your flaws and masterpieces. Kayy? (: Just had to put it out there.