reaching for you

well, all the tears i cried for you and,

all the time i wasted,

all the nights i waited for you,

all the thoughts and 

all the efforts,

all the worries and

all the troubles,
they aren't the best reasons to make you stay ?
and those sweetnames and night calls,
and those those three words,
they mean nothing huh ?
thanks, thanks so much,
for having me in ur life for quite a while,
for accepting me for who i am,
and for cheering me up when im down,
and for making me feel beautiful on bad-hair days,
and for supporting me eventhough im wrong,
and for laughing at my jokes although they're lame,
and for making me laugh when i am sad,
and for being a friend when i have regrets,
i love you and will always do (:

i guess, i love you seems more like a dream.