HEARING YOUR NAME MAKES MY STOMACH UNEASY


I just want you to know that every minute I spend with you is a perfect one. And every word you say sticks to me, and I replay it over and over when I'm laying alone in my bed each night.

And just hearing your name makes my stomach uneasy.

Sometimes people tell me I can do better, and they even point me in the direction of someone else, but they can't compare. I can't count how many times I've almost called other guys by your name, just out of habit.

And when I leave your house, my clothes reek of your smell and I can't stand it. It's fucking intoxicating.

I don't know what to do when you're involved, I really can't be sure of anything. You scramble me up.

You can do more to make me happy than any fate could ever do. I need you. I wish you realized that.

Just the thought that I may be loosing you again fills my body with panic.

I don't want to loose you again.


the love letter collection
submitted 2:35 PM EST
Thursday, September 17, 2009