I'm scared. Scared of losing you. There's such a thing as death... well, I suppose that can't be helped. It's the law of nature. But more than that, I don't want to lose you to someone else—to see you whispering love in another's arms, doing the things you did with me with someone else. I want to lock away that beaming smile of yours so only I can see it.

Guest, before I met you, I thought things like eternity didn't exist. In fact, I was busy laughing it off as a foolish idea, but now I find myself saying I'll love you forever and wishing eternity actually existed. Funny, isn't it?

I guess that's how much I love you. It's thanks to you embracing someone as immature and damp as me. I want you to strangle me forever with that sparkling smile of yours. So that I can carve your existence into my life every single day.

Do you know I haven't been able to sleep well lately because of you? I'm afraid that when I wake up and open my eyes, everything will have vanished. Wondering if all of this is just a dream. What a suffocating kind of love. If I can have your smiles and your love even if it means I have to suffer, that's enough for me. Our ordinary daily lives, your tears... every single thing about you.