Random Leaf #1234

I never really did put much effort about it. Truth be told. All I am was in love. And, to be honest, that's all I could ever do. To just be in love, nothing more. And yet, you on the other hand, you were glowing, ever shining and always full of color. A true depiction of being alive. I don't know but I know you're the one who always give her heart out the most. Even to the most menial and most minute of trivial of things. There is nothing you do that is half hearted. You give it all. And so, I always knew you're tears will always simply and usually overflow. I can't handle that, in all honesty. It is something I don't like about you. And yet it is the one of the many things about you that I really love. In case, you ever, find someone else who'd truly cherish you, may your tears never exist or rather be of joy.