“You love her. You know you love her. You lay next to her as she sleeps and you watch as her lip twitches while she’s dreaming of wild adventures and you know you love her. The way your heart beats out of tune in a rapid pounding rhythm seconds before she touches you, you know you love her. When she grabs your hand and dances your entire soul away to some old indie punk rock you know you love her. You know you love her by the way she looks into your eyes and dives splashing into your blood stream making you feel as if you shot up heroin. Oh but you better love her. You love her but you must love her good. Plant flowers in her soul and plant and plant so that the roots grow throughout her body. Love her on her good days when she tells you how lucky she is to be apart of your world. But love her hard on her bad days when she curses everything, even you. Love her gently and take care of her. Be her protecter but never become her chains. You know you love her, so love her.”
— i still love you



















