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Samantha.
The simple whisper of your name crumbles every sense in my body
..and suddenly, nothing else matters.
Samantha.
After such an outstanding period of time, six months does'nt seem like the right amount, subtract months and add years and maybe you'll understand what I mean.
Samantha.
Everything we've been through; all the things we put each other through; all the times we've messed up, made mistakes, they were conquered. Destroyed. Irradicated from the pages of our never ending story.
Not just because we over come and proceed on with the story, but because we grow. We've come out of our shells, in from the cold, and trudged through our swamps. Gasping for air, wanting more.
We have waged our war against broken dreams and broken hearts.
Samantha.
There is nothing we can't handle with our so complicatedly simplistic relationship.
We started this with open palms and closed eyes, only hoping for the best, but the best keeps getting better. I have never been so comfortable..so relaxed..so hopelessly in love..as I am with you. My heart is your home, and it will be yours until you leave, waiting..longing for you and you alone can occupy my vacancy.
Certain things I don't know how to say and make them seem justifiable. I care about you, so much more than anyone ever could, selfish as that seems, because I know we could last, I know we could go far off after our happy ever after continuing to write pages that only you and I would ever know of. I wish that thought of success wouldn't scare you away from me, because I will do anything to make you happy.
Love is my case, and guilty my plea.
Someday I'll repay this. Everything. I swear to it. Somehow I will give back everything I have been given. Every chance I have had, every kiss I've received. I'll repay it all.
Someday Samantha..
Someday I will tell you..
That I love you..