Wednesday, September 21

when i look at the clouds across the moon

That was incredibly sweet. Is that what love means to you? I mean I don't know, it's different for everyone I guess. But for me, love is... Love is wanting you to be happy, I mean happier than you've ever been. It's immeasurable; it's undefinable, there's no time limit, there's no space it can't cross. No matter where I am or what I'm doing, you are the first thing on my mind. It's beautiful. Colors are brighter, music is more meaningful, every word I write to you even when you don't read it feels like the first thing I've ever written...

I love you. And I'm going to come home, and I'm going to do everything I can to make you happy.



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