We were in the car, you were driving, I was looking out the window. I turned around and told you that I love you very very much and you smiled and told me you love me too, leaning forward, you kissed me and held my hand with the other hand on the steering wheel. I looked away, behind my shades, I teared.
You see, you don't know how special you are to me and how dearly I am holding on to you, you may not feel it from me and i don't show it, but I hold on tighter to you more than you can imagine. Don't you see? I want you. All i want is you and me always. I want to be yours more than anything. And I'm afraid, im scared that things might not turn out the way i want them to, the way we hope for it to be. Already I'm doing all I can to protect you from everything and anyone that could hurt us. I know that you know that something IS wrong even when I say I am ok or when i reply "nothing", so yes I lie, because I am protecting you from everyone and everything in my life that wants to do so.
Sometimes I ask myself what and why am i doing this, but like you told me before, you are the only exception. So just take my hand, we'll make it. I swear I'll try.
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