I miss you.
I long to touch your face and tell you that I love you. I have never like this before. I want to settle down and grow old with you.
You are the one that I have been waiting for my entire life. You are the one that I think about each time I wake up in the morning. The one I think about before I eat my lunch. Sound a little cheesy, but yes, I really can't stop thinking about you.
All my life I have been waiting for the time when I can experience being loved for who I am, no pretensions. You came to my life and made me realize how colorful life is. You are my pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. The icing on my cake.
Boo, before you came I felt really sorry for myself. I was in oblivion. Now I can definitely say that the days are brighter, colors more vibrant. I long to be with you. I want to feel your embrace.
My love, no one can come close to me as you did. Only God knows how happy I am knowing that someone has finally come to be my savior. You saved me from myself, you saved me from the limbo that was about to eat me whole. I was dying to die before you came. Now I long to LIVE.
I.
Love.
You.
Three words that can never be enough to tell you that I really do care for you. I adore you. Ti amo. Minamahal kita.
Today, as the world turns, as I wait for the sun to rise, I softly utter you name and wish that this is not a dream. I want to go to sleep and wake up knowing that this is the truth, that this is really the calm after the storm.
I love you. No, that's a lie. This is more that just love that I feel. You are my life. I continue existing because you are there.
I, William Charles Zenith, love you.
A contract will never be enough to fortify this feeling.
A hug will never be enough to let you feel what I feel.
A kiss will never be enough.
You are my love. My existence.
I love you. More than words can say.
And I miss you.
Is It Me or Is It You?
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Nowadays when politicians refer to “the American people,” I wonder if they
are talking about me or their own political interests.
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