a blatant confession t you, jt.

i used t live for the momentary heaven;
when i get t see you everyday, below your place.
but today, its been taken away from me,
that bitter rejection.
with that gone, what then,
should i be living for?

the reminiscence?

even then, my love stands strong with unwaivering faith. Yes- love.

the three words i once swore never t use, ever again-
i love you.