I remember the night when you told me that you love me. It's been a year since that day. It's been a year since we shared this world of ours. I don't want to count the days, or months, or even years that we have together. I want to count the memories and promises that we kept.
Because it hurts to count time. It hurts to measure love by time.
I don't care about how long we've been together. I want to make the most of it everyday.
