If I died,

Who will wonder if I knew how much they loved me? What songs would they hear that reminds them of me, how long would it take them to get over me, for it to stop hurting and stop missing me.

Telling a friend, "I love you," is a big deal for me. It is a powerful expression for me - the depth, the magnitude, the extent.

The three words from me to you is a promise. "I love you" means different things to different people. To some, it's a declaration of eternity. So it's a phrase they reserve for those they'd take a bullet for, and for family (because even if you hate them, you'll always love them. You're born with that.)

To me, it's simply trust and...more trust. It's handing my heart to you on a platter and believing that you'll take care of it. It is a confession of how much I'm willing to sacrifice and that no matter how far away you go or how different we may become - it's only a matter of time - that when I see your face I will find strength.

And vice versa. You can look for me. I'll always be here.