``The; [Diary of you]``

The; [You]

I love who I met. And I can bet you were such a sweetheart.. I bet I would have fallen in love with him too. But I don't know if you see the fact that I love you. Takes time to heal, takes time to love, and I want to be there with you even when I don't understand. I bet I would have loved the old you too, but I love the you that you are now, even with all you have been thru. I understand, and I really love who you are. Even if I see stuff you may not want me to see, or there to be. I'm glad I can see you, even if some parts may be something not so positive. I love you for you. And I'm glad I'm able to see every part of you, because I love them, because I love you. I love you like how you love in dreams, were the body doesn't exist, just the idea of him. Were your voice repeats softly until the loss of a meaning goes. I want to keep learning from you, for you, with you, just you. Maybe this is too much, maybe this is not correct, maybe this is not letting it go softly. Maybe the fact that I don't know how to love yet feel it so intense makes me the perfect host for a loss. You have a life, a life were stars are the sanity of your eyes. I have a life, were the only music that re rolls in my head are the silent vows of a music box. A TV static, and a Music Box. Not a best combination, but enough to feel real, true. The me of it haves flaws, the you of it has flaws. They say that when you have fallen, you are blinded and not see them. But I do, and It makes me feel like It's real and not something made by my own illusion of a want. Makes me feel like I really do care, love, you. I see you, I see flaws, I see perfect imperfections, I see your eyes and the tiredness of them. The softness of your voice, the dimmed light I seek every night. I want to let you live, I want to live, we both have lifes but I can't hold my mouth shut about this. I am no poet, I am no writter, but I will write and try to seek you in my memory. I miss you in my nights, nights were I remember how much you have helped, stayed. But also in times I've enjoyed our time, our presance besides words. And I value that. I value you. Like a light meant to be from the heart. You are no price, you are something beyond and far from that. We are no prices to be won over. We are meant to be choosed, to be seen and not as something to be possessed. This lovely feeling I have for you, this that I don't know how to describe is glad, is happy to have been choosed by you.

The; [Why] 

The fact that is too soon to feel like this bothers me. Bothers me in ways I wish i could understand. Haven't feel a so genuine care from someone, not like this, from years. I'd been so used to love being some kinds of things that.. now that It's okey to feel seen. Makes me feel safe to be me, but who is me? You don't know me.. And this all of "intense" of a write will just be an excuse for and how I feel. This all will be just.. not good. it will be seen too soon, like if this has been forever when It hasn't been like that, it will feel like trapping a person into all this just because of how badly i express it, just in how lovely I pour it. Not everyone likes that, not every wants to be with someone who express it like some months of knowing eachother puts is as ages of bond, even if my intentions aren't those I feel like it shows it that way. In how to say it boldly.. I write it this way because is the only way I know. I feel like a "I love you" sometimes it's just a word we tend to get used to. And when you get used to it, it sometimes just gets lost, a part of it's meaning turns into a cycle of rutine  that can make this meaningless. Even tho an "I love you" will always be seen dearly. Not everybody does. And this is my way to not make it a rutine for me, to not get used to a word I adore so much. I may say "I love you" but my "uoy evol I" Will always be my way to say how much I care, and all this writting will be the other face of the coin. Please don't be scared, please don't feel drowned by all thsi words. They are just sappy paragraphs in how my heart likes to express in It's more purest way, the fact that I want to be there with you. I will be silent. And even if this all doesn't express it like that. I will let you, every, single, time, you need it. If you need to leave, I will respect you, and I will love you, and I will let you go. Because all this, doesn't mean anything if you aren't happy with this. I wish to not be scared, I wish to hold you and hug you everytime. Thank you for you. Thank you my moon.