Till T.

I would like to tell you all a story about a broken heart that's been patched up over and over again. The bruises and the scars are maybe this time fatal. Can you manage to stand up on your legs when things inside no longer work? Can you call in sick to work cus' you're broken inside? Are the society accepting that everyone can fall? And will people be able to tell the truth instead of saying they have the cold. When all you've ever wanted is taken away from you, will you put that fake mask over your face so that you can smile and don't make people around you uncomfortable. Will you cry behind the mask? Will you whisper that you're broken? But noone will hear you.

I'm not scared of patching my heart up again, if I have to do it a hundred times. It still works. I want to go on living, I want to see the future. Life is such a wonderful thing and when you find the love you need you should never let go. You should work your way up again after a fall. To live a life alongside my love, to everyday wake up beside you makes everything worth the trouble. I could not live a day without you.

No matter how much I yell at you, no matter how ugly my mouth gets, you're always there to comfort me when I'm down. I couldn't have wished for anything better than this.

I love you.