I've been up for a while, trying to gather all my thoughts for I want to write something.
Something that might rip my heart while I fit words into a sentence like a kid trying to build a puzzle. I'm collecting all the pieces of my wandering mind to create a series of phrases that might make my tears fall worse than Niagra when I start back reading it for errors. I want to spill the ink like blood on the paper while I pour my unsettling feelings that's keeping me up at this very moment. I want to scribble through pages about how much I think about you might still be thinking about her. I want to dry up my vocabulary looking for groups of letters that will perfectly state the emotional turmoil I'm in on how I overthink when I saw how she treated you back then. It wasn't nice, and you were ignored. This piece supposed to be something lengthy, long enough to make you cry but I'm out of words. I'm out of hate. I might still be constantly trying to see how she's a lot better than me but you showed me tremendous amount of love enough to drown out all my insecurities. Your I love yous are enough to stop me. Your voice is enough to calm the storm inside me. You will always be for me and more. I guess, I'll rest my eyes for now. Tomorrow brings a new day, a new adventure and another opportunity to create more memories with you.
I love you too.