I have you. You're mine. You asked me to be with you. I finally got what I've been wanting all along. And yet I still feel... I don't know, like I'm just waiting for something bad to happen. I want to be with you. I want to see you. I want to hug you. I want to kiss you. I want to hold your hand. I want to cuddle. I want to do cute, stupid things with you. I'm tired of missing you. I'm so happy when I'm around you. You just instantly brighten up my day. And I know it's probably too soon to say this, but I want to spend every day with you. I want to wake up next to you every morning, kiss you goodnight every night. I want you and me together forever. You have the power to break me. You are literally holding my heart in your hands. I'm so afraid you're going to abuse that power. I am so afraid of what the future holds. Or rather, what it may not hold. I hope I'm still capable of being happy. I hope I don't drag you down with me. Ps. I love you Pps. Love fucking sucks