A Message to Anyone, v.6 (continued) Options

[*CrackedRearView*]

Well, since the other one is gone, let's try it again. Credits to Vinh for the original.

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I've been saying it since the very beginning. "You broke me." What have you done?!

I hang on your every word. I anticipate everything. And there's nothing I'd change.

How did I start loving you so much?

[*Azarel*]

Four thousand. Let's make this memorable.

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I'm no writer, but I love the way it feels just trying to express how I feel, no matter how cliche, how cheesy. I finally understand how those people feel, and it's amazing. These feelings just always keeps coming, ceaseless, never ending - just how I feel.

You are most dear to me; everytime anything reminds me of you, I feel my heart momentarily stop, and everything freezes. Then, expectedly, it comes flooding back the next second, and my heart races, the sides of my mouth crease into a smile. And each time, the sensation is just as exhilarating as it was the first time.

It still strikes me as unbelievable, incredulous, impossible even, that I've found someone like you, someone who complements me in every way. I never thought I'd find that person, the one made for you, and now that I have.. I know it's you. I know this will last. This isn't anything close to puppy love anymore. I don't believe it ever really was. Maybe we're naive, but it just adds on to the thrill of being in love.

It gives me such a high, it makes me giddy, I feel like I've fallen back into the sixth grade, when children get so worked up about crushes and doodle the name of their love of the moment. And it's funny in a way, I do that alot too now. However silly it may be, it makes me smile when I do it. I think about us. I think about you.

Just the way you say the simplest, but sweetest, things always leaves me at a loss for words. You're so wonderful, and I wonder sometimes how I ever got you, how I'm even keeping you with me - but then I realize, you wonder the same about me. Our story, it's really quite far-fetched, but that's the way some stories should be, right? How some love is? Of course. It's amazing.

Nearly three months has felt like so much longer, and I'm still excited for "us." I hate that people scoff at online relationships, at how "fake" they think the relationship is. We'll show them. I can't wait to meet you, to finally be able to hold you, cuddle, lay my head on your chest, just physically be with you.

People always question the meaning of life - and I've tried to be an optimist by always replying, "Simply to love and be loved." And now, I believe it so. I can't remember how I got along without you, I can't remember me without you. I don't know where I'd be without you; these past few months have been hard on me - family problems and grades - but you've been there despite your own problems. That's all I really need for now. Sometimes, though - actually a lot of the time - I lay in bed, yearning for your touch.

And it tears me apart - I've missed chances where I could've met you. In the winter, your visit to UCB & Stanford, just a few weeks ago when you stayed in Gilroy.. God. You have no idea how badly I want to meet you. But then again, we always describe things that way between us - "you have no idea how.." But I think we both really do know that our love is unfathomable.

Haha, I find it amusing. I've broken out into tears of happiness just writing about you. It's not the first time either. I've never felt like this about anyone; I thought I knew what love was, but you've proven me wrong: you've shown me so much more. After sixteen years, I've managed to stumble upon a love that will last me the rest of my life. And I love that.

I used to always dream about you - I didn't know it was you at the time, or that you even existed - but I wished so badly for you to someday appear, to come sweep me off my feet. It felt like someday never came, though; what's ironic is that when I stopped looking for love, you came along: the love of my life, who I've been searching for my entire life. Someday has finally arrived. My prince has come.

That's just what you are, Justin: my prince. This is my fairytale that I thought would never exist. Maybe it's not a fairytale, but it's as close as I'll ever get. The thought of meeting you, I've toyed with it so much. I'm so excited, and the anticipation is killing me. Babe, come home. I need you too.

"They say it makes the world go round. Money can't buy it. And it conquers all. They say all is fair in love and war. So make love, not war. They say the first one always has a special place in your heart. They say it's better to have loved and lost than to never have loved at all. They say love is blind. Love is colorblind. Love is a many-colored thing. There's first love, puppy love, platonic love, unrequited love, true love, unconditional love, love at first sight, the love of your life, the one you want your mama to meet, the one that got away... So we ride through the Tunnel of Love. Make out at Lover's Lane. Say our vows at the Chapel of Love. Take a cruise on the Loveboat and reserve the Honeymoon Suite. And sometimes we gotta stay at the Heartbreak Hotel. But hey, love is a battlefield. And I'm a soldier of love."