I wonder if you are sick of this yet?
You said that we think the same and i wonder if we really do.
Your secret thoughts spend too many moments in mine.
My love it is scary.
Am i suffocating you? Does your fire need air?
I don’t know.
I don’t want to keep asking.
You say you are predictable. I can’t even read your writing how can I read your emotion?
Your brain is a lock that I can’t even cut off.
Give me the code babe.
Am i over thinking this?
Maybe it is the past. Maybe because I have never loved like this.
I can’t imagine loving more than I do right now.
I have to yell at myself to stop.
I hope Walt Disney was right.
Is this too good to be true?
Just write me a letter letting me know and I will sign the restraining order if that is what you want.
If we think the same. Life is going to be wait for it.
Grand. Just grand my love
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