I miss you so much.
Thoughts of living together with you until we’re old is no more sweet words for a sweetheart. It is now a word of hope. The words means as it is.
Thoughts of having a family with you excites me.
Thoughts of going through all the exciting phases in life with you makes me wanna freeze time and enjoy those moments with you until eternity.
Thoughts of holding your hands by your dying bed brings tears to my eyes.
Thoughts of seeing you again in heaven relieves me.
Thoughts of me pondering upon these thoughts now sweetens my heart.
My life is like a coffee. Black and bitter. You are like a sweetener that changes the taste of the coffee inside out.
I love you, until my dying day.
