FUCK IT. I only want to be with you. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. All my days with you. And all the nights. Learning new things with you. Odd things. Things I never thought I could ever learn. I want to wake up every morning beside you and it's not like any other girl's dream. Things between you and I are different. WE ARE DIFFERENT. But even if I turn the world upside down, inside out, it's you who I really want. You and your selfish ways. You and your sarcastic ways. You and your everlasting thoughts on things that I never really thought of before. WHAT THE FUCK! I want you to share the rest of your world, the rest of your time, only with me. I want us to build our future. I WANT US TO BE TOGETHER FOREVER. Even if it's stupid to say. Even if it's ALL STUPID FOR YOU that I am saying all these things. You have fucking captured me. You did not only steal my heart. You got the best and the worst of me. And I want you all of the time. Fuck neediness. FUCK EVERYTHING. It is you who I want to fuck, physically, intellectually, and most especially, emotionally! I'm not stopping. I will only stop if the beating of my heart stops. I DON'T FUCKING CARE if all of these is ridiculous to you. I fucking love you, fucking love you, man. I feel like a dweeb, a twerp, a lowly piece of shit  for saying all of these but it is that moment: when you know it, YOU KNOW IT. That's that. Nothing more, nothing less. NOTHING ELSE. My feelings are so suppressed, my dear, so allow me to tell of these shit here. No one cares. I HOPE YOU CARE. Fuck it. I love you. I love all the things that you do. Even the things I hate about you, they reciprocate on their own and they make me love you even more. IT'S STUPID. I am stupid. At times, you make me feel like shit, sometimes, you make me feel like I'm the luckiest girl in the world. Everything compensates. Everything turns around. AND AT THE END OF EVERY FUCKING DAY, IT IS YOU WHOM I ADORE. FUCKING WHY! I don't know why! I just know it. I just know it. We've only been together for more than a year but, honestly, it all seems that it's a lifetime already. A lifetime. But it isn't enough for me - not just yet. AND FUCK IT. I can't believe I want to make myself believe that marriages and all that kind of shit is real. Because now, even if we're not yet married, I feel like we're as one already. We are. I cry sometimes, no, most of the time, because most of the feelings that you make me feel are real. And I feel helpless. I surrender. Because you've got me. You shouldn't know all of these things. But then again, I can't express them to you. The more I try to be careful, the more careless I become. How hard is it to say that I adore you each fucking day? How hard it is to let you know that you're everything that I've ever wanted? Fucking difficult, I tell you. But everything is worth it. Because you are my truest love. You make me grow. You make me everything that I thought I couldn't ever be. And you make me WHOLE. I LOVE YOU. And that's all you need to know...