thinking back to the times we spent together, the long walks, the long talks, the long discussions of empty rhetoric. now, i think everything has greatly shorten. The time we spend doing everything, the time we spend on walks and talks, the episodes of hissy fits.
the sweetness of it all, and in the middle, the bitter pit.
but i reckon, i'm here still because you have never ceased to make an effort, and so am i, and the efforts we pool together will shine far greater then anything. like you've said, love has many various means, and ways to show itself, might be the most loving form, or in its most grotesque appearance, but at least its there. and that's all that matters now.
i might be the dumbest of sorts, of the smartest of jacks, but in this i'm just a player who gets jostled around in all directions. fragility is the very essence of this relation, and pls dont fault me for my paranoia, cos thats in all ways that show my true concerns. my very care and love if you can constitute as that.

all i ask now, is for a word. not a promise. not a pact. just one word. always.