I never thought I would get over on my knees for anything or anyone in my life. But I'm here, ony knees begging my love not to leave me. I guess this is what it feels like to be enslaved to someone.
I want to see I'm completely and utterly desperate for him. I will do just about anything to have him by my side and if crying helps my case so be it.
"I love you, please don't leave me."
"Heaven get up." He tries to lift me from the floor but I don't let him.
"No." I say stubbornly. "Not until you take back what you said about us breaking up."
"Get up."
"I said no!" I snap.
He sighs in defeat. "Fine but...." He doesn't get the chance to finish because I'm already throwing myself into his arms and kissing him all over his face.
"Thank you thank you. I won't mess this up." I say, gratef
