I've never loved someone as much as I loved that guy. His name’s David. It’s not the first story I’m writing about him, but I felt I had some precisions to make. I know he loved me. I know he loved me as much as I loved him. And he still does.
I've wanted to tell you, but sometimes I don't dare say a word. When I need you here you've always been here you've always have heard. When I'm sad, here you are brininging joy. I've always bragged that you were the most perfect boy.
Mom, mother, mummy... What does this word mean to you to him to her to everyone? For some it might be like any other word for others it’s the person who got them into this world and for each person it has a unique meaning… But to me mom is the whole world or as I call her mommy, she's my life she's the bright candle on my dark side...
There are so many words that I can use to describe the way you make me feel.
Ever since the day we’ve been together.
My life has changed so much.
Because of you, I am happier and you always bring a smile upon my face.
Wicked words, words of hate bittering your tongue, making your taste buds wither. Making your emotions simmer until they appear to evaporate, but looking closer, making a more accurate observation, the emotions have simmered so long that they have been burnt raw.