Sometimes when I look ahead into the future what I feel is fear.

Why do I fear so is due to love.

How could something so simple have such intrigue ripple-like consequences behind it?

There's a reason why I would stay up late at night.

There's a reason why I can only think of certain issues while you are asleep.

For everything, there is a reason.

Sometimes I don't know how to tell you that I do love you without expressing it verbally.