Dear Oliver,

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The time where everything was full of bliss. Everything was pure and everything was rinsed with white flower and tulips. Life was simple yet fulfilling back then.


I've changed a lot.

I've jumped a lot of holes.

I've visited unexplored territories.

 I must say, it was a hell ride.

But if everything's a way to get to you,

I would bump into every break

and every stream though fast and terrifying,

I would come for you.




I am sorry if I was impatient.

I left dead bodies behind.

I might not be deserving for you.

You might throw away my hand.

My suffering before meeting you

Will be worth the price.







Everyone could lend a hand for us, darling.

Someone could maybe die for us.

Someone might probably bleed for us.

But the desires of my heart are sure

that the only problem we're gonna be dealing with

are heartaches, fights in the kitchen and present darkness.








I will wipe all of your tears,

while you vanish all of my fears.

The rose that you prayed didn't match my petals.

The twist of your faith of me coming to you

will surprise you.


I will love you with all of my heart.

You will be the man full of gratefulness and humility.

Though anxieties attack you at night of my past,

Your faith will be your biggest weapon

proving that love indeed covers

the multitude of sins.



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