I am young, for now. But my youth will fade and I will grow old. My body will turn frail and fall victim to sickness with ease. Will you be there, when I am no longer handsome?
There are so many more attractive, beautiful lovers in the world, why do you pick me? Is this some game for you? Am I just some dusty toy you keep on the shelf and play with when the mood strikes you?
Thoughts of you showing affection towards potential lovers makes my heart ache and my stomach sick. If you turn your head fast enough and look at my face, you may catcth a glimpse of the green eyed monster. And then youll see, just how ugly I can be.
And while I can make no promises that my love for you will never change, I can however promise you this. That I will do everything in my power to love you unconditionally.
(Bad punctuation and grammer yes but I was feelin it)
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