• To what degree do I have the pleasure of seeing you…?
    To live,
    To love,
    To die,
    To cherish,
    What have you done to me to make me realize what I truly feel for you?
    How do you sense the instability inside my heart before I even realize that I have changed?
    Will you save me?
    Can you save me?
    Why does the world stop spinning when my gaze lands directly at you?
    Why do you always catch my eye?
    Please,
    Save me from the corruption inside my mind.
    Ease it with your voice,
    You heart.
    Love is too cliché,
    For you... However,
    I love everything about you.
    I guess... it’s okay to be cliché sometimes...