Ahh, how I treasure my love. So selfless and compassionate. Respectful and joyous. Goodnatured and light hearted. He's the light in my day that always brings a smile to my face. I yearn to be with him whenever I can-- if only it could be more often. His smell intoxicates me, his features drawing me in to stare whenever available. The depths of his mind intrigues me; a well-rounded individual he is. He is capable of deep conversing and carefree jokes. He is fun to be around and I find joy in just listening to mere sound of his voice. I love his voice.
Broken he may also be, or was. Abused and tortured. Shattered to pieces. My only hope is that I may be able to put him back together.
I want him to be happy.
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The supposed life of Kayla.
Not like anyone reads them anyway XD;
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