All I do when we’re apart is think about you, and all I do when we’re together is panic. Because every second feels so important. And because I’m so out of control, I cant help myself. I’m not even mine anymore, I’m yours, and if you decide that you dont want me? How could you want me like I want you?
What I Mean:
I will go to the ends of this earth, fight hell by myself, battle monsters, board the next shuttle to space, make my way through a thorny forest, beat every villain I have ever read about for this ship