WHY I LOVE YOU: AN ESSAY (?) (PART 2)
I really tried to write an essay but my creativity eludes me. I'm sorry but this is what's left of part two.
I’ve gone on and one about how we were back then without really sighting any reason why I love you. It’s kind of tragic to write something entitled WHY I LOVE YOU and reminisce about the past without giving the reasons why. So after that really long part one, part two is going to be straight to the point.
I love you because you were strong when I was weak and out.
I love you because your eyes are the gentlest and most honest eyes I’ve ever seen.
I love you because you make me feel that you are mine and we are one.
I love you because you cook for me even if everyone thinks your food is weird.
I love you because your voice is sexy when we talk and do stuff.
I love you because you always give me your all even when I least deserve it.
I love you because you make me your man and that makes me your man too. We are men for each other.
I love you because of the little things you do that make my heart want to jump out of my chest and dance if it could but I’d be dead if it did.
So, yeah. It ain't so good.
Well, that’s all that I can think of.. For now. My head is drained. But now that I am a man and our innocence has left us behind I just want to tell you, love. (not that you'll get the chance anyway.. I'm keeping this to myself. What's the point in writing something like this Berwald if you don't show it to Tino anyway. You're crazy big guy. Tsk. Talking to yourself through your writing. You're pathetic.)
I love you.
I just love you even if you aren’t any of the above. I love you. Love you.
By the weird boy with blue eyes who looked like he was going to eat you alive