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*]

Me? A writer? Pah. It's a casual hobby I picked up during SAT classes to pass the time without arousing any suspicion from the teacher. I'm no writer; my "writings" never deal with anything more than what I deal with. They appeal to nothing – not the senses, not the emotions. They are cliché, worn out, easily related to; nothing more. Poorly constructed, badly worded, hastily put down. I write for the only thing I feel strongly about, the only person I love. No, Justin. I'm no writer. Just a silly girl, head over heels in love.

It should be the other way around – me thanking you. Thank you for coming into my life at the most opportune time. Thank you for being so wonderful to me. Thank you for listening to me whine all the time. Thank you for asking how my problems are. Thank you for putting up with me. Thank you for caring so much. Thank you, my beautiful boy.

You say that I offer so much to you – and that statement baffles me, completely. I find myself questioning, what exactly is it that I give you? I can't just go out, find you, and visit. I can't find anything wonderful to buy and present to you as a heartfelt gift. The only thing I can and do give is my love. It's something you've told me before, but it works this way too. I'm giving you myself. And yet, I still wonder, is it enough? It doesn't feel enough, it never feels enough. You deserve so much more than what I can give you. And yet you think still it's excess, more than enough.

Just earlier, I was staring at your picture. My god. I never realized how gorgeous you really were. It gives me a rush when I think about when we finally meet, when we're finally united. There's so much I want to do with you – stare into your eyes and see your soul, rest my head against your chest and listen to your heart beat, slowly drift off to sleep listening to you breathe while feeling the rise and fall of your chest. It's so idealistic, picturesque even.

It's finally really struck me. I've landed what I've always wanted, despite everything I've always believed would happen. This is something real, something pure, something true – you've turned my world upside down, you've righted all wrongs, you've done something to me I would've never imagined could happen: you've made me truly happy. Oh, Justin, I love you, so much.

And, you know, we are the prototype of a cute couple. There are so many people who see us, who wish they could find this rare love, who wish that they could be this happy. You thilly goothe, I adore you and everything about you. I'll be a badfish with you! *glomps* ^_^