“Johnny?” Ты ask. Ты were sitting on his lap in the lot.
“Yeah?” He asks, absentmindedly playing with your hair.
“Would Ты ever leave me?” Ты whisper.
He sorta turns your body to face him. Ты see the emotions in his eyes.
“I would never, ever leave you, until the день I die. Even if Ты ended up with someone else, I’d still always be here. I’d catch Ты when Ты fall. Not only catch you, but put Ты back up where Ты started and help Ты along the way. I would never leave you, even in a burning building. I Любовь you.”