He

He was very much into philosophy.

He was astonished by humanity and amongst other things.

He wasn’t him.

He was more.

I love him and he is wonderful.

He was always there for me and he would be the one I could spend forever with and the one person I cannot live and love without.

His feelings are as deep as the earth’s core and back up.

He is my love. My precious angel. He completes the worst parts of me possible and makes me happy when he is too busy trying his best to find me.

His love is like the sunshine’s warmth and his smile is definitely mischievous and deviant.

He is there when I need him and when I need him most.

But I’ll be missing him most in the morning and worrying about him by the time the day is over.

He will come back to me.

Come back to me, come back to me. My darling angel.

He will be the one to love me till thee end of time and take care of me….

forever.

Grab me.

Take me.

Hold me.

You’re the only man I’d ever fucking want….

Say you love me.

Say you love me….

Please for God’s sake say you love me.