sorry for the writing spam i just get creative when im sick

• when i think of him, my mind is brilliant
• when writing about him, my voice is fluid and enchanting
• when thinking about our future, that’s right, our, i am happy like nothing else
• because even with the acknowledgment of this being near impossible, i am provided with stability and passion: something i’ve never had with another person
• he tells me im wonderful
• he admits to loving me
• i think i can love him
• it’s been years
• i have invested alot of hope and faith into him
• he hasn’t disappointed me much yet