
This is a post about Liam. There are a lot of people I care about, and I could make posts about them, but this one is about Liam because it’s his birthday in three whole days.
Liam is kind. He is smart in so many ways, and he makes me laugh. Not the fake kind of laugh, but the laugh that makes your eyes light up and warms you. He’s the kind of person who puts up with me freaking out over a Kellin Quinn iPhone sticker. He puts up with my random decisions, like going on a bike ride. Not only does he put up with it, he goes along. Liam’s the type of person who stays right there when I’m crying on my bed for no reason, or sneezing my lungs out and being disgusting. He stays. Liam has nice eyes, that are like glass with a million colours inside them. Blue on the surface, but then purple and yellow and grey and they’re beautiful. And his smile, oh golly. It’s crooked and stupid (in the good way) and it’s just the way I like it. He takes care of me—and I mean really takes care of me. I’m really bad at these things.
My most important point is that I have been with Liam for 10 months, 18 days, 10 hours, 50 minutes, 49 seconds. And for that duration of time, things have gotten better. Yeah, I’ve been through some of the hardest things I’ve ever had to deal with, but I had Liam there, right with me. I had my best friend, and Liam. I could never ask for more than the two. Liam is more than I deserve. Like I said, he’s kind. He’s the kind of good hearted person you want, but the kind you can only find given time. I’m getting all soppy, but he deserves to hear this. He deserves to have my thoughts heard for once, rather than me bottling everything up. I never tell him anything, I never open up. He deserves better than that. I’m fifteen years old, but a five year old can tell you what they think love is, so I can too. My definition of love is personified, my definition of love is in him. I’ve found what I need. I’ve found my escape, my second home, my other family. I’ve found what I want right now, and I want nothing more. They say that no one is ever perfect until you fall in love with them, and you know what? This boy is absolutely perfect.
KONY 2012 (by invisiblechildreninc)



