And I sat in my bed with crossed legs and wrote. The paper soaked up the wet ink and prepared to stay there forever, prepared to hold on to the paper as long as it’s could. To be bleached away of all the summers it would rest in the sun. I wrote with slow movements “I love you”. The 3 words rested at the pale sheet of paper, all alone. So powerful for being so lonely at a big paper. But just when I wrote those 8 letters under the pitch black night sky it was like I caved the words inside, in my young ,naive, inexperienced heart. The words sunk in and got absorbed, prepared to hold on to the heart as long as it could. But never to be bleached away, never to be washed away. Always remembered. Inside of my yet to be experienced old heart. Cause darling, since that day I met you; that cold October night. I knew that I would grow old, buried deep down with your name caved inside my heart hidden under the powerful words ” I love you”.
By me this very night