I know that's your preference ever since, sayangku. I won't go anywhere but here, beside you. It tortures me if we ever be separated.
And maybe I'll walk through heavens and hell just to find you all over again. Worshipping you as if you're my only savior. God knows how deep my feelings are for you, sayang.
I'd rather feel suffocated with the kisses than suffocated being an inch away from you. Look at me now not wanting to move anywhere else. You know how I feel about you.
Guess I'll remember from now on that playing around with God's own child is dangerous business for someone like me who practically is the hell's keeper. And if you're the headache I've been having for a while now, I think I'll let it linger. I will let the inconvenience, even.












