20 September 2012
*NOTE rushed and pretty crap. Sort of just an explosion of feeling*
Im begging you to fight this. To stay with me. I don't want it to be you I miss. Just take it seriously.
I want you at my wedding. To walk me down the aisle. Life without you I am dreading. Won't conceive it for this mile.
You'll get better. You have to. Sum it up in eight letter. I love you.
Please? • Opuss № I