Confession.

Love is when you miss him even before he leaves,

when you could listen to him talk all night

and never get tired of hearing his voice,

when the sound of his name send chills down to your spine,

and you see his smile the second you close you eyes.

True, every relationship is messed up

but what makes it perfect is if you still wanna be there

when things get really suck.

Love bears all things, believes all things,

hopes all things, endures all things.

A heart that is truly in love does not give up hope

but always believes in the promise of love

no matter how long it takes or how far the distance.

I'll never give up on our love, never give up on you.

Love you always, no matter what.