I Wrote This For You

Friday, October 31, 2008

I love you because you took the time to read this sentence.

I am far more delicate than you can possibly imagine. You need to move slowly.

Everyone's waiting for you to get up and go outside.

I spend most of my nights outside, looking for ways to make you smile.

There are days when I want to walk up to you and scream in your face
"No one else gets you like I do, now let's get the hell out of here."

We are all as much a part of you as you are a part of all of us.

You're not lost. You're here.