Love, love, love.

I always wake up to this every day. I want to share it with you one day.

Its incredible it only took us a week to be what we are again; Ruined, knackered, beaten, or even, destroyed.

Just reminding about our little conversation about me and my phone bill,
How could that little talk escalate to this? A point where we need a messenger to talk to each other. (?)

These are indeed rough times for both of us, but I'm sure we both could get through with this.

I just want you to remember that the past is there for us to improve on.

I might at all be the man that has muscles crafted by the gods of beauty,

may have the mind blessed of the gods of wisdom,

I may not have anything for you physically but, I still want you.

The fact you would be gone due to what I am just saddens me.

Although I might not look like it nor act like it, I do indeed love you.

With all my heart and soul, I do.

Please, let this robot learn again. To be free to love. To be caressing you. To hold you against me every night. To have you to cuddle whenever a sad movie ended. To one day waking up seeing you beside me.

To love you, forever and always<3

Your distraught and in damn boyfriend,

Azizul