As long as we’re both under the same sky, I’ll make you the happiest man. I’ll hug you when I can and hold your hands tight until you lose sensation. I will make you proud of your own existence. I like you. And maybe even more. I’m not sure of the “more” yet. But, damn, do I like you.
Goddamn. I was born on a 6th for crying out loud. Why wasn’t I able to keep my shit together until midnight? I had it all under well-supervised control. Half the day, I didn’t even thought of the date’s significance. And just one episode of House was all it took for me to cry uncontrollably,
And I don’t know why