if you knew how much i write about you...
sometimes i have such a hard time swallowing this whole idea of love, relationships, whatever. it's so cheesy i want to gag, i can't bare all the recycled lines everyone uses, the cliche romantic gestures (even the ones trying not to be cliche).
we could love like roses and champagne, or we could love like poets between the grass, or we could love like watching the stars or jumping off cliffs into cold water or like candlelit dinners, or
if i don't call it's because i love you too much and i still can't fucking deal with it. distance accomplished nothing. i am scared to see you again in a matter of days, more scared of how much i need it.