five september
eleven : thirty-eight p.m.

"whenever i think too much, i always come back to you. i love you so much."

we always sound cheesy. phoney. like its right out a movie or a romance novel. one of those things where people always think i wish that would happen to me.

but i know he is being completely honest. i am so confident in this. i have so much faith.

i never have a better way of telling him, though. i never have anything new to say.

"thank you. you, too."