Crying was usual thing I would do when I was little. Hearts broken and picked up off the ground and roughly glued back together. Love was a hard to show deeply to ''outsiders''. I always thought I was lonely and without enough feeling to give to others. But you , you are my only exception. My reality changes when I'm around you ,only you.
Now I'm on my way to beliving there is another way to love. Declutered of broken promises and disbelief. It was that day I realized love exists in all ways . Still it was because of you. My only exception.